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

Chapter 524 Save my daughter (five thousand)
Perverted nun control!

It was a monster that suddenly fell into the abyss thousands of years ago. It had already fallen into the abyss, and it actually persisted in its obsession and forced many female demons to dress up as nuns.

You know, there are not many female demons in the abyss. In order to satisfy his perverted nun control, this guy even kidnapped many married female demons. He is like the tyrant of the abyss, no one dares to provoke.

This time someone finally summoned a demon. I thought I had a chance to finally leave this barren place and go to the Twilight Continent to enjoy myself. I didn’t expect that this golden opportunity would be intercepted by this nun. What a fool.

For a moment, many demons had the urge to shed tears, it was so damn miserable.

You said this nun is the same.

This guy's strength has long been beyond the limits of the rules of the abyss, but he just stays in the abyss and doesn't get out. He doesn't know what's good about this abyss that doesn't poop and is full of sulfur smell. This guy designated It's a serious brain illness.

A large group of demons did not dare to go in front of the perverted nun to stir up trouble. They could only keep cursing in their hearts. Although this kind of curse was basically impossible to have any impact on the nun, let alone say it, so in their hearts After cursing, I actually felt a lot better.

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Twilight continent.

The far north, the ice fields!
It was still daytime at this moment, but the ice field was as dark as ink.

Countless dead souls are wailing, screaming, and mourning in the sky. There are one hundred thousand living souls in the undead crystal, and there are even more densely packed souls of two hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Ursine tribe.

These countless souls are entangled together, like a thick black fog covering the space between heaven and earth.

Lakhado's body was still sitting on the ground, his face was as white as paper, and there was no trace of blood. His eyes were dim, but there was still a little bit of madness in the deepest part of his eyes.

died.

All dead.

The hands of that weird ancient clock were spinning faster and faster.

Poor orcs, although they have quite good strength, they can't help but plunder every second and a year. They die one after another, and their souls are forcibly taken away from the corpses.

Lachado tried his best to crush the undead crystal, trying to use his final strength to fight to the death, but in the end nothing could be saved.

He was still holding a fragment of the Undead Crystal in his hand. The gray-black gem was as cold as ever, as if it could swallow up the surrounding light, emitting a faint cold light.

The ancient spell is still going on, and the last trace of obsession for revenge makes Lachado persist. Even if everyone dies, even if his own soul is burned clean, he still wants revenge. I want Ron, that damn bastard, to see the power of the orcs.

Until now, Lahador still doesn't understand why Ron wants to drive out all the orcs. Is it just because the orcs want to invade the human race?
But this is just a plan, hasn’t it happened yet?

Is such a trivial matter really worthy of Ron going to such great lengths?

Or is it just because of Bai Yuan? How could a mere woman do this?

Even now, the scene of roasting and eating the girl kidnapped from the human world had never occurred to Lachado's mind. He had no idea what kind of impact that scene had on Ron.

His voice was low and full of temptation, as if he was awakening a demon sleeping in the abyss.

As the spell came to an end, the runes in the air suddenly burst into bright light, the wind blew suddenly, and the snowflakes in the air seemed to be controlled by invisible hands, rolling to form strange vortexes one after another. There was an unspeakable smell of filth in it.

The snow is cracking, as if some kind of creature is being summoned from the deepest part of the abyss.

Suddenly, a huge phantom gradually condensed and took shape in the void in front of Lahadur. It was a scene that Lahador had never seen before. The rich black mist was rolling violently like a dark cloud.

Gradually, Lachado saw a human-shaped shadow in the thick fog.

Gradually, a humanoid figure emerged from the thick fog, and Lakhado finally saw the appearance of the demon. His eyes were dark and deep, as if they could swallow up all the light in the world.

There was a slight mocking smile on his lips.

His limbs seemed a little twisted, and there was power flowing through his body that was not of this world.

His appearance looked like a handsome human being, but Lahaddo was not alarmed by the appearance of the devil. Rather, it looked very normal to Lahaddo. In various occult books, demons often appear They will appear in human form, especially beautiful women and handsome men.

It seems that this can confuse the summoner more, and make the summoner take the initiative to offer the freshest soul.

Demons are the most charming, and only in this way can they seduce living beings into corruption.

It’s just that Lahaddo doesn’t care about any of this and wants his own soul? Just take it.

He no longer cares about life or death, he just wants to use his own power to punish Ron, that's all.

He could feel the power of the demon in front of him. Lahaddo clearly had not reached that level, and he could not understand the strength of this level at all. Maybe this was just a small wish deep in Lahaddo's heart. In short, in In Lakhado's eyes, the demon in front of him was so powerful that he couldn't resist at all.

Lachado believed that with the strength of this demon, Ron would be able to taste the pain... no, maybe he could send Ron directly to hell.

Hahahahaha, Ron, you are dead this time.

Even if this demon doesn't kill you, it can at least seriously injure you. I want to see what you can do to fight evil spirits in the future?
The orcs are finished, but you are going to die too!

Suddenly, Lakhado's eyelids twitched, and he had a very, very bad thought in his heart, so bad that it made him sad and desperate... Could it be said that this was also arranged by fate in advance?

Designed to lead Bai Lan into a trap, and then involve Ron in a battle with evil spirits through Bai Lan's sister? But before Ron fights the evil spirit, he has to use his own power and the demon he summoned to seriously injure Ron, so as to ensure that the evil spirit can definitely kill Ron?

Is it possible to say that he thinks that my fate is up to me, but in fact he is just moving forward in accordance with the arrangements of fate?
It's not surprising that Lahado would have such thoughts, after all, everything he does now, the only beneficiary seems to be that illusory fate.

It turns out that everything he did in the end was in the plan of fate. It turned out that the resistance he had been insisting on was just a joke. It turned out that from beginning to end, he was just a pathetic clown.

Perhaps, when he was struggling desperately with people like Veron, Angers, and Dyson, the being who controlled his destiny behind the scenes was watching him silently, and then showed a mocking smile?

It turns out that he is just the most insignificant pawn in the chessboard of destiny. He tried to resist, but his resistance was only to help destiny complete the world line he designed.

Hahahahaha, that’s really sad.

After suddenly understanding this, Lahado laughed miserably.

At this moment, he would rather die neatly like those Ursine warriors, at least die without knowing anything. Deep down in his heart, he would only be a little unwilling at most, instead of being as desperate as he is now.

Lakhado was panting heavily. Deep in his heart, the excitement of summoning the demon in the first place was gone, and only the deep sadness remained.

He could feel that there seemed to be some weak connection between himself and the demon in front of him, which seemed to mean that he could give orders to this demon. And once his order is given, this demon will do whatever it takes to fulfill his instructions.

Finally, a hint of determination flashed in Lakhado's eyes. So what if he was being manipulated? Wouldn't it be nice to give this demon a different order?

"Kill this man...Kill the evil spirit in the far north."

A crazy smile appeared on Lakhado's lips. Yes, that's it. Not only did he want this demon to kill Ron, but he also wanted this demon to kill the evil spirit as well. This is the last hope deep in Lahador's heart. If this demon can kill the evil spirit, maybe the orcs can escape from their fateful demise.

As soon as Lahado's voice fell, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the dark eyes of the mysterious male demon in front of him, and the ridicule at the corner of his mouth seemed to become clearer.

A surge of anger at being fooled suddenly emerged from the depths of Lakhado's heart. He didn't understand that this was just a demon summoned by himself. He just had to follow his orders. What right did he have to laugh at himself? Did he say he didn't want his soul?

That is the freshest soul.

At this moment, the mysterious young demon in front of him suddenly raised his right hand towards Lahaddo.

This action made Lahaddo a little confused. He didn't understand what this demon wanted to do...but in the next moment, Lahaddo understood.

The devil's right hand suddenly pressed down slightly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, and Lakhado's body instantly hit the ice, and a human-shaped depression instantly appeared on the hard ice.

The unprecedentedly powerful pressure directly suppressed Lakhado's chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. It gurgled out along the ice on both sides of his cheeks, and instantly dyed a large area of ​​snow-white ice crystals red.

Lakhado held his head up desperately and stubbornly, his face was covered with blood, and he looked dirty and embarrassed. His eyes were even more bloodshot, and his mouth with a few teeth missing opened in a grin: "Oh, What are you doing?"

grass.

When the mysterious young man heard this voice, it seemed as if it caused some kind of stress reaction, and his body shivered. He even felt goosebumps appearing all over his body.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. Could it be that the ghosts and beasts I saw once were so deep into my soul that more than a thousand years have passed and I still haven't forgotten the fear of being dominated by singing and dancing basketball rap?
The mysterious young demon shook his head vigorously to suppress the messy thoughts that emerged in his heart. He glanced at Lahaddo again. Although he knew that Lahaddo was not the person he was looking for, after all, he gave him The code came out.

So even if he didn't have any hope in his heart, the mysterious young man was still ready to give it a try. He crouched down, looked at Hula's bloody face close at hand and muttered in a low voice: "Even if I don't change?"

Lahador stared blankly at the mysterious young demon, with a confused look on his face.

He didn't understand what the devil meant. The chicken turned into a lotus root and remained the same? What will the chicken become?
Or is this some kind of unique demonic language?

He felt that he was so unlucky that he summoned a demon with a slightly insane mind. Instead of following the summoner's orders and killing the target that the summoner wanted to kill, he attacked the summoner directly.

Sure enough, the devil's attentive service recorded in the classics are all lies.

Human beings are really shameless. The recorded books are full of deceptive content and lies.

Seeing Lakhado's appearance, the mysterious young demon knew that Lakhado was not the person he was looking for. He sighed in disappointment, and then felt a little ridiculous about his own thoughts.

He stood up and turned to look at the other young man opposite, Ron.

Speaking of which, although we have had brief contact before, this is the first time we meet face to face like this, right?

At this time, Ron had also dispersed the Clock of Time and lost the control of time stopping. The corpses of the two hundred thousand elite warriors of the Ursine tribe in front also lost their support and fell to the ground one by one, without any movement again. .

When all the life force was drained and he fell to the ground, the originally plump bear-man had become emaciated, leaving only a thin layer of bear skin wrapping a skeleton, which looked creepy.

Countless souls in the sky have also been absorbed by Elsa.

As the goddess in charge of life and death, Elsa can draw strength from life and death and restore her strength.

This time, there are three hundred thousand souls.

So full.

Elsa didn't feel that what she did was too much. It might be cruel to those who died, but she had no choice. Elsa could feel that that day was getting closer. If she couldn't... Before that day comes, with enough power, more creatures will perish on the Dusk Continent by then. That is not 300,000, but maybe 30 million, 300 million, 3 billion... then It is a true purgatory on earth.

Under this threat, Elsa would not refuse any means that could enhance her own strength, no matter how vicious the means were.

Her figure floated down from mid-air and stood quietly behind Ron. Her two eyes, one black and one white, looked at the demon opposite her quietly at the same time, with a mysterious smile on her lips.

Ron has also looked at the young demon opposite, and his expression is also very strange.

Although the young demon's voice was very low when talking to Lahador, given Ron's current strength, this voice could naturally be heard.

Ron's current expression was really hard to describe. He touched his nose and said, "That... symbol looks at the quadrant? Are there any other codes? Just tell me what other codes you can think of." , I can probably figure it out.”

"You said so, so it shouldn't be necessary." The young man spread his hands with a smile on his face.

"Are you really Sister Terminator Archibald?" Ron blinked and looked at the devil opposite with a little fanaticism: "Idol, I often read your strategies on the forum. I’m a big fan who followed you when I only had a few dozen fans.”

Nun Terminator.

Although Archibald knew that he had such a title on the forum, when he was mentioned like this on the spot, especially as a fellow countryman, even though this guy was extremely thick-skinned, he couldn't bear it at this time, and his old face turned red. He quickly changed the topic: "Ahem, don't mention these, don't mention these."

"I also collected a lot of your diaries. Gee, I didn't expect that when you came to this world, your ambitions remained unchanged. You are a collecting nun all over the world. You are simply a role model for us." Ron gave a thumbs up.

Archibald suddenly felt that it was a mistake to get out of the abyss this time, and he had the urge to get back into the abyss again.

This fellow is simply not a human being. Are you polite to read other people's diaries casually?
The atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward. The imagined scene of the fellow villagers bursting into tears when they saw the fellow villagers did not appear. However, both Ron and Archibald were old people, and they knew that now was not the time to chat about these things.

Archibald's journey out of the abyss was not easy.

His time is running out.

Just after Archibald appeared, it seemed to have caused some kind of chain reaction. The sky above his head shook violently, as if a sharp sickle tore a huge slit in the sky. The crack, some kind of mysterious and terrifying existence, seems to be about to fall from the sky.

Archibald looked up at the sky, took a deep breath and said quickly: "Brother, I know you have a lot of things to ask, but now I don't have that much time to explain to you..."

"Anyway, I'm asking you to do something, please save my daughter Philomena."

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