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

A pair of white and tender little feet, with ten round little toes, clinging to the floor, picking and picking...

Ron was worried that after a while there might be a three-bedroom apartment on this floor.

Unable to help sighing heavily, he rubbed his forehead in distress and stretched out a hand to the little girl opposite, preparing to pull her up.

After all, this little girl's skirt was pulled up to her thighs. Normally, Ron wouldn't care about this. Rather, he would feel very lucky? But the girl in front of him looked a little too small, which made Ron feel guilty.

The little girl looked at Ron's palm quietly, motionless.

Even the light in his eyes disappeared, as if he had turned into a doll again.

His lips twitched slightly, Ron stood up, turned around and walked away for a few steps, when a rustling sound came from behind him.

When the sound stopped and another two seconds passed, Ron turned around again.

Swish!

A black shadow floated behind him.

"Huh..." Ron had never encountered such a strange existence before. He felt a headache, even more painful than when he tried to kill Herman and fight against fate.

Why is this little girl so obsessed with what's behind me?

Are there flowers on his back?

Or are you the one behind it?

Ron kept complaining: "I say, you don't want to float behind me forever, do you?"

"If that's the case, then I have to remind you, I don't know when I will turn around or turn my head. An accident like just now may happen again at any time."

Ron even seriously suspected that this little girl might have become stupid because her head was hit too many times.

"You don't want that scene to happen again, do you?" Ron said, why can't you change this damn habit?

There was no movement behind him, and Ron quietly turned his head. From the corner of his eye, he could see the little girl standing there blankly, as if she was seriously thinking about Ron's proposal. I always felt that this little thing's IQ was not too high, and she seemed easy to deceive. .

After a while, a figure appeared on Ron's shoulder.

That's Elsa's place. Be careful or Elsa will come after you.

Looking at those two white and tender slender legs, which really looked like chicken sausages, swaying gently beside his head, Ron felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

Until now, he still couldn't figure out what happened to this little girl.

"Ahem, um, let me ask you, what is your name?"

"Are you Luna, Lucia?"

"Why are you lying in a coffin?"

I asked several questions in a row, but couldn't get any response.

This girl should be in that state where she has a little consciousness and a little IQ, but definitely not too high. Her behavior relies more on instinct.

Ron really couldn't expect too much from such an existence. The only thing that was certain was that she probably woke up because of the words he whispered before: Luna, Lucia.

These words were like some kind of switch, but it was obvious that it was not yet time to turn on the switch, so she was in such a confused state.

Her body is very light, but unlike Elsa, she still feels a bit heavy, but the weight of less than a hundred pounds is not too much for Ron to bear.

It seemed that he couldn't move her off his shoulders in a short time, so Ron didn't bother to waste his words. Anyway, he wouldn't stay on the Soul Crossing Boat for too long. This girl would never chase her to the Twilight Continent. Bar?

While muttering to himself, Ron walked out of the cabin.

When passing another coffin, Ron paused for a moment and glanced at the girl in a white dress and a silver mask: "Star God?"

"Lord of the Stars?"

"Lord of the Stars?"

"Ludonya?"

The girl lay quietly in the coffin, motionless.

Ron secretly cursed himself for being stupid, and glanced at the exquisite doll sitting on his shoulder: "I'm leaving, why don't you stay here alone and stop running around?"

Still dumbfounded.

It feels like taking care of a child.

He exhaled and said no more, his consciousness gradually sinking.

Before long, the familiar feeling came again, and he returned to his body again.

There was a thick darkness before his eyes, with a strong feeling of suffocation. He should be lying in a coffin now.

He exhaled a stream of air forcefully, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he could breathe normally, which was a good sign.

He could even feel the heartbeat in his chest.

After his soul entered the soul boat, Ostara's heart indeed replaced his original heart and became the new core of his body.

He was fully resurrected.

Ron couldn't tell what kind of mood he was feeling. Even if everything went according to his plan, he was still a little excited to be able to live again. He even wanted to put his hand on his heart to feel his heartbeat again.

However, just when Ron had this idea, he suddenly felt something strange and abnormal about his body, as if something was pressing on his chest, making his breathing slightly unsmooth.

The weight is not very heavy, it is flat, like a board.

But not as hard as iron plate.

This amount was naturally nothing to Ron. He subconsciously raised his hands and felt around his body.

Well……

There is some rustling feeling, like cloth.

Tiny!

soft.

Bouncy.

Cool.

What is this?

Ron couldn't help but become more confused in his mind. He thought it was a board, but this was obviously softer than a board.

He tried, reaching one hand upwards, and his fingers clearly drew a rounded and concave arc.

One hand tried to explore downwards, something round.

In an instant, Ron's body suddenly stiffened: the upper part was his waist, and the lower part was his legs.

Then what he just touched in the middle is...

He seemed to have blasphemed the Moon God by accident!

……

the other side!

Click, click, click.

Two figures were walking quickly through the night. Under the moonlight, long shadows were drawn on the ground. Under the lonely night sky, you can occasionally hear the chirping of insects, making the night even more eerie and terrifying.

And these two people didn't care about this gloomy atmosphere, because the place they were going to was even more terrifying than an ordinary night.

There is... a cemetery!

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Chapter 151 Burial (2)

The top is a slender waist, the bottom is slender legs, and it’s self-evident what’s in the middle.

No matter how confused Ron's mind was, he still knew that the person lying on his body was a person. When he thought about this small body and the tablet-like chest, among the people Ron knew, there were only two people, and one was Liddy. Ya, one is the newly separated Moon Goddess Lucia.

And that special, cold touch seemed to come from no one else but the Moon Goddess Lucia.

Blaspheming the goddess is a heinous crime anyway, right?

Ron looked a little weird. He didn't know if he would be punished for this. However, this worry did not exist in Ron's heart for long. After all, he had been on the soul boat, and in a pure soul state, he still followed Ostara, the goddess of dawn, had a deep exchange of spirit and desire.

In comparison, this blasphemy seems not worth mentioning.

By the way, why did the moon goddess Lucia appear in her coffin?

Isn't she staying on the soul boat?

Why are you still lying on yourself?

Could it be that because he was lying in the coffin, there was no room behind him, and he couldn't sit on his shoulders, so he just lay on his chest?

It took a few seconds to finally suppress the slightly confused mood again. He sensed his surroundings a little, and there was no doubt that he was buried underground. It seemed that Brother Virgil had seen the note he left for him, and hoped that he would not be angry after knowing that he had lied to him.

The air in the coffin was relatively bad and the oxygen was lacking, but it was not completely exhausted. Ron just felt a little breathless. It seemed that it took a lot of time to convert Ostara's heart into a real heart. He His body should have been resurrected not long ago, and the outside world does not know how long it has passed.

After a brief thought, Ron decided to move Lucia off his body first. After all, it was inconvenient to move with someone on him all the time.

But just as Ron was about to take action, a burst of noisy footsteps suddenly entered his ears.

Ron's face turned stern, and his body remained stiff for an instant, motionless. Even the breathing in his nasal cavity stopped at this time, and Ron's heartbeat was suppressed to the lowest frequency.

Is there anyone outside?

He should be lying in the cemetery now. Ron is not sure what time it is. Is it ordinary, someone is paying homage to their loved ones, or... some existence has been staying here?

……

A hundred meters away, two figures were still moving forward in the darkness.

The tombkeeper had already fallen asleep.

It was obviously not the first time for these two people to walk in such a place. Their movements were skillful and their footsteps were extremely light, with only a little rustling sound quietly drifting away.

Finally, their figures stopped in front of a brand new tombstone.

There was a name engraved on the tombstone: Ron!

Finally discovering the target, both of them couldn't help but reveal slightly twisted and excited smiles, but soon, one of them became confused: "Brother, do we really want to do it?"

"What's wrong?" The slightly stout man frowned and asked.

"Anyway, they seem to have just saved Larnaca, right? Let's rob graves like this... No, I mean digging graves... That's not right, I mean robbing the rich and giving to the poor. Is this really good? If it weren't for them, Maybe we have to die too, right?"

"It's a bit unethical to do this."

The leader of the man rolled his eyes strangely: "Bah, you're a moral bastard. What the hell are you? You've been doing this for how many years, and now you're here to lecture me on morality?"

"What the hell have you been doing?"

"Forget about Archbishop Gerald. This old guy probably won't have many burial objects, but this Ron is extraordinary. I heard people say that he is the eldest lady of our Larnaca City and Serafina's lover. We have already prepared it." After getting married, Serafina must have prepared a lot of burial gifts for him."

"Also, I heard that in the two tombs next to it, there are women from Ron's side. They are beautiful. There happens to be someone from the noble family who wants to be married to the underworld. If we can get them and sell them, they will definitely fetch a good price."

"If you're scared, go away and you won't get any money by then."

The younger brother suddenly smiled awkwardly and said: "Brother, I just said this, don't be angry, shall we take action now?"

"Hurry up, don't waste time."

Without any further hesitation, the two took out a shovel from their waists and started digging.

It didn't take long before the soil on top of the tomb was dug up. With a bang, the shovel obviously touched something hard. The two looked at each other and could see the excitement in each other's eyes. They no longer hesitated and their hands moved faster.

"Damn, what the hell is this..."

Soon, the leading man saw a thick book that gleamed like metal in the moonlight. He didn't take this thing seriously at all and wanted to throw it aside, but he didn't expect that it was heavier than he thought. He used both hands to barely move the book away.

Damn it, these people in the church like to talk nonsense, but they still have such a heavy book on their coffin, and they don’t know what the special meaning is.

While muttering to himself, he pushed away the last layer of soil, and the coffin lid appeared in front of the two of them.

They were skilled at prying open rivets.

Turning left and right, he lifted the coffin lid and threw it aside.

Immediately, two heads eagerly looked inside the coffin.

But very quickly, the expressions on their faces changed from excitement to disappointment.