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

However, even if Ron succeeded in refining the bone dragon by himself, it would be a bit troublesome to kill Apu, and Agnes would have to be dragged along.

Dolores felt her throat dry.

Apu, that is the deputy pope of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, one of the strongest people in the entire kingdom.

But such a being, who stands at the pinnacle of humankind in terms of strength and power, could his life and death be decided so easily here?

It always feels like the mysterious Mr. Captain is like a chess player playing a game with some equally mysterious beings.

Miss Fox and she were chosen by Mr. Captain to become pawns on the chessboard.

Vice-Pope Apu may be the chess piece controlled by another mysterious entity. Mr. Captain is gradually removing the opponent's chess pieces from the chessboard.

As for more and more people, they are not even qualified to board the chessboard and become chess pieces!

After a brief pause, Ron spoke again: "You can wait briefly at the entrance of Dragon Nest, and someone will naturally take you into Dragon Nest."

Dolores's heart trembled slightly again. At this moment, near the Dragon Valley and the Dusk Temple, countless masters from the Dusk Continent gathered, including legendary magicians and thieves who were best at cracking mechanisms...

Everyone wants to enter the Twilight Temple, and everyone wants to enter the Dragon Nest.

The Dragon Clan was destroyed, and the Dragon Valley was filled with the remains of giant dragons at this moment.

Dragon bones, dragon skin, dragon scales, dragon tendons, and dragon horns are all the best materials for forging top-grade weapons and refining top-grade magic potions. These materials are enough to cause countless people to go crazy.

This is especially true for the Twilight Temple. For a ruin like this that is full of mystery, everyone knows that entering for the first time is definitely the riskiest, but at the same time, it may also be the most rewarding.

There are so many strong men, but they can't find a way to enter the Dragon Valley and the Twilight Temple, but... Mr. Captain knows.

Dolores respected this mysterious existence even more.

"I will obey your order." Agnes responded in a brisk tone.

After explaining Agnes, Ron's eyes fell on Delores. This time, Mr. Captain's attitude was obviously different from the last time, and Delores' body subconsciously tensed up.

"Miss Qiangwei, I also give you a task."

"In the Granville Palace, there is a special holy relic called the Hermit's Mask. Get it. It is in the king's study."

Dolores couldn't help but complain a little in her heart. She was obviously the princess who grew up in the palace, but it seemed that the captain knew the situation in the palace better than she did.

She had never even heard of the Hermit Mask, but Mr. Captain even knew the specific location of this holy relic.

The messy thoughts in her mind disappeared in a flash, and Dolores quickly returned to normal: "I will obey the order of Mr. Captain."

Seeing Miss Rose accepting the task of stealing the holy relic from the king's study without hesitation, Agnes was a little surprised.

Although she doesn't like to use her brain much on weekdays, it doesn't mean that Agnes is a fool.

From Miss Rose's answer, Agnes has confirmed that Miss Rose has the power to move around the palace at will. She may be the daughter of a noble noble who can enter and leave the palace at will, or she may be a maid in the palace, or even more Maybe a princess like herself, or a princess.

Most of the princesses in Holt's 474th life are aliens, except for one who is normal... Dolores.

Could Miss Rose be Princess Dolores?

In terms of seniority, she is Dolores’ baby mother?

……

On the Soul Crossing Boat, Ron's figure stood quietly on the bow.

Dolores and Agnes had already left, and this time, Ron did not let them stay on the ship for too long.

The bone ship, which once had a little more life, returned to its original silence. The pale bone ship sailed slowly on the sea, and no one knew where it would go.

Mask of the Hermit.

This was the final piece of Ron's plan.

This time, Ron did nothing. He did not try to sink his consciousness into the dark sea below, nor did he try to explore the coffin and the two girls in the cabin. He just sat quietly at the bow, staring at the colorful sky above his head.

Stars of different colors are like eyes, illuminating this world that should be filled with darkness.

Wisps of silk threads floated before my eyes.

For a long time, Ron's consciousness slowly sank.

Ron, who returned to the room, took out several pieces of equipment that he had obtained for Irelia at the auction house, which were more suitable for Irelia, and began to strengthen them one by one.

The next day!

He opened his eyes. It was early morning and the sky was slightly bright.

A slight movement woke up Cecilia, who had been lying on his shoulder. This gentle nun woke up in less than three seconds.

He quickly arranged his clothes, then picked up a robe from the closet and put it on Ron.

"Cecilia, keep this note." Looking at the serving nun who had completely assumed the role of a maid, Ron handed Cecilia a note, ruffled Cecilia's hair, and said, "Don't open it now, wait until you feel uncomfortable before reading it."

Cecilia was a little confused. She always felt that something was wrong with today's host, but she didn't think much about it.

One thousand two hundred clergymen have already assembled in the church.

The first two people were none other than Virgil and Gerald.

Irelia finally showed up. Her face was a little pale, and she looked as if she hadn't rested for a long time.

When she saw Ron, Irelia's tired cheeks suddenly brightened up, and she walked quickly to Ron's side.

"Although the Psalms are powerful, you can't study them so hard. Don't learn the Psalms by then and your body won't be able to hold on. Then the gains outweigh the losses." Ron rubbed Irelia's silver hair. , said.

Being so intimate in front of so many people made Irelia a little embarrassed, and she nodded with a slightly red cheek.

Ron handed over all the equipment he prepared last night to Irelia. When Irelia saw the values ​​​​of these equipment, the expression on her face could not even be described as surprise.

The wide amber eyes looked extremely cute.

She seemed to want to say something, but when Ron raised a finger in front of his lips, Irelia could only suppress the doubts in her heart.

Charlene and Lydia also appeared, standing quietly slightly behind Ron. They knew that the seats next to Ron belonged to Cecilia and Irelia.

Virgil's expression also looked very solemn, he was still waiting.

Finally, a fragrant breeze blew.

A plump and tall figure finally appeared.

The great saint, Christian.

I haven't seen her for many days, but she is still beautiful.

When they saw the figure of the Great Saint, they could clearly feel that both Virgil and Gerald breathed a sigh of relief. If the Great Saint is willing to help, then things will be much easier.

Only Ron looked unusually calm.

Saint Christian?

For black beasts and young gods who have not yet grown up, it is a dimensionality reduction blow.

Ron had no doubt that the Great Saint could clean up all the black beasts and young gods found so far, but Ron knew even more clearly that the repairman would not let him get through the difficult times so easily.

In this conflict with the repairman, all he can rely on is himself!

Virgil became full of energy and at a command, twelve hundred clergymen lined up in an orderly procession and walked out of the church.

Just outside the church, in the square, is Serafina in military uniform. The ice-blue armor gives Serafina a more formidable look.

Behind Serafina were 2,400 elite city defense troops.

The two armies quickly dispersed and merged back together. Each cleric was responsible for two soldiers, and the three formed a group. After a brief preparation, the army of 3,600 people marched towards Bruno Street in a mighty manner.

One of the lairs of the two young gods discovered so far is right over there.

The number of black beasts in Larnaca City is actually quite alarming. Serafina and Virgil have probably lost count of how many black beasts they have killed during this period.

Of course, in order to find the Young God's lair, they would deliberately leave some alive. Although the black beast's movements were strange and agile, after a long period of reverse tracking, they were able to finally locate the Young God's lair little by little.

Bruno Street, which had not been seen for a long time, seemed to have become even dirtier than before. The air was filled with countless tiny particles, and a disgusting stench could be smelled between breaths, as if it was a piece of meat that had been rotten for a long time.

The huge Bruno Street was empty, not even a single person.

Just yesterday, Serafina had cleared and evacuated everyone on Bruno Street in advance.

After all, what they have to face is the mysterious young god and the ferocious black beast. No one knows what the scene will be like once the battle begins. Too many people staying on Bruno Street will only cause unnecessary casualties.

There was a sticky feeling under the soles of my feet.

Like blood that is about to dry up.

Finally, at an intersection on Bruno Street, Serafina stopped. She made a gesture, and a large number of soldiers quickly dispersed.

This place is the entrance to an abandoned sewer.

According to clues, one of the young gods was hiding in the dirty sewers.

There is no doubt that this guy is not easy to deal with. The sewers are interconnected, and no one knows where the black beasts will come out from. Fighting in a sewer filled with foul gas is undoubtedly a very bad environment for normal humans, and their combat effectiveness will naturally be affected.

However, as the guardian of the city, Serafina is fearless.

She didn't pause for too long. The long sword had already pried open the rusty cover on the ground.

A current of air that had been fermenting for who knows how many years instantly rolled out from below.

Seraphina's face turned green, but she still endured the stomach-churning smell and prepared to be the first warrior to enter the sewer.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

But at this moment, Christian from behind finally spoke.

She seemed a little bored.

Last night, Virgil and Gerald had asked her to help destroy the black beast and the young god, and Christian agreed...but the situation seemed to be subtly different from what Christian thought.

She thought she was just going to kill a few ugly monsters, but she never expected that she would actually go into the sewer?

Just looking at the dark green airflow that came out the moment the sewer cover was lifted, you can tell how bad the situation inside the sewer is.

Serafina was slightly startled: "Your Majesty the Great Saint, this..."

"Keep your men back as far as possible," Christian said again.

Although I don’t know what the Great Saint is planning to do, this is the order of the Great Saint. After a brief hesitation, Serafina waved her hand, and the priests and city defense troops quickly retreated towards both sides of the street.

After retreating about a hundred meters, it finally stopped.

The sun rose a little higher, and the sunlight shone on the long golden hair, shining brightly. It seemed as if a breeze was blowing, and Christian's skirt fluttered, making his plump figure look even more attractive.

The golden eyes stared ahead coldly.

At this moment, Christian slowly raised his long, round and plump right leg.

Sexy crystal high heels, the toes of the shoes tap lightly on the ground:

"Split it!"

Boom... click.

At that moment, the earth cracked!

Chapter 5 is here, updated today.

Chapter 130 The arrival of the young god (1)

Chirp!

The weird tearing sound echoed in everyone's ears.

The earth is shaking.

A huge crack started from the point under the toes of Saint Christian and spread rapidly forward. The houses on both sides of the street couldn't bear the trembling of the earth and collapsed.

Further away, the soldiers who had already moved dozens of meters away felt unsteady, staggering and swaying.

The earth was torn apart, leaving a long, ugly scar on the vast expanse of land.

When the shaking finally subsided, all the figures were stunned, as if they were under a restraining spell.

Even though this scene was happening right in front of their eyes, many people still wondered if there was something wrong with their eyes.

Looking at the huge crack in front of him, which almost tore the entire Bruno Street in half, with a length of at least 300 meters, a width of more than 20 to 30 meters, and a depth of more than 10 meters, is this the current strength of the top masters in the Dusk Continent?

After the Great Saint Christian broke through one star level, her strength became even more exaggerated.

Even masters like Gerald and Seraphina looked dull, followed by a strong sense of powerlessness.