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

The level between the legendary seven-star and eight-star levels was unexpectedly shattered by Bai Yuan.

The legendary eight-star was enough to dominate the Dusk Continent.

As long as you don't encounter those top-level, legendary nine-star existences, plus some that may exist, that are hidden in the dark, never appear, and no one even knows their titles, there are not many old monsters at the destruction level. An individual can harm this vixen.

"Hey, is it time to get off of me?" Ron said angrily.

Bai Yuan's mouth made a delicate humming sound, and even when she was making this little daughter's gesture, she looked very charming.

The little head rubbed against Ron's chest, and the soft and furry ears brought a very comfortable touch. Ron even held a fluffy fox tail in his hand.

"Na..."

"Sir, do you think this breeding will be successful?"

"In order to ensure that this breeding is absolutely successful, should we work harder?"

Chapter 4 is presented.

Chapter 219 Ashbern’s Fiancée (5)

Ron never thought that one day he would be shocked by a woman's request.

As expected of a vixen, it seemed as if she could never be filled up. Even though the beads of sweat on her silver hair had not yet fallen, Bai Yuan was actually in love again.

The impulse that has been accumulated for many years cannot be easily eliminated.

Of course, Bai Yuan thoughtfully found a pretty good reason for herself.

breeding!

That's right, breeding.

It was only because she made mistakes in her practice before that she lost control of her body and will and had sex with Ron.

However, since this situation has already occurred, it cannot be wasted and it can be done at once. Therefore, it is necessary to do it a few times to consolidate it, otherwise, the dozens of times before will be wasted.

Seeing Bai Yuan's blushing cheeks and finding such a bad excuse for himself, Ron was very impressed in his heart. Who said that Bai Yuan is cute and innocent?

Sure enough, a vixen is a vixen. No matter how innocent and lovely she looks on the outside, she is cunning in nature.

Ron flatly... agreed to Bai Yuan's request.

Again, Ron is a very possessive guy.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, if she has nothing to do with Ron, the most he can do is admire her from a distance. He may have some bad fantasies in his heart, but he will never be overbearing and assume that the woman is his woman. .

But Bai Yuan was different. They had already made bed sheets, no, on the floor, window sill and desk. In Ron's heart, this vixen was his woman.

It is a man's duty to feed his woman.

Seeing Bai Yuan lying on his chest obediently at this moment, like a real little fox, his fingers followed the furry and fluffy tail and went up against the trend.

...omitted...

In the Dusk Continent that is bound by shackles, although this person's strength is not the top one, she is definitely the type that can walk sideways in the Dusk Continent. As long as she is not unlucky enough to meet people of the level of Christian and Arianna, basically few people can threaten Isabel's life.

Although she has great strength and the noble status of a saint, Isabel's character is somewhat weak, and one can even say that she has some inferiority complex.

Because she was born with a baby face, and in Isabel's eyes, this baby face was too intimidating, so she always covered her face with a veil.

And there are other reasons for this inferiority, blood, background, and status before becoming a saint.

If you want to become a saint, you must first become a candidate for the saint. In the Kingdom of Spang, the selection of candidates for the saint is also subject to extremely strict regulations. It does not mean that any nun in the Church of the Heart of Nature can become a candidate for the saint and participate in the election of the saint.

The situation in the Spang Theocracy is different from that in Granville. In Granville, the relationship between the government and the church is not harmonious. They are even hostile to each other, and both want to reduce the influence of the other party.

But in the Theocracy of Spang, the state and the church are closely linked. You are in me, and I am in you, and there is almost no distinction between them.

If you want to become a candidate for a saint, you must obtain a letter of recommendation, and the letter of recommendation must have the names of at least two members of the royal family or the pope's deputy pope at the same level, or else it must be three dukes or five green archbishops, seven Letters of recommendation signed by a marquis or more than ten bishops.

It can be said that the selection of the saint is not about the qualifications, appearance, and loyalty of the saint candidates themselves, but about the power behind the saint candidates. Who can get more support, and who can get this level of support? The status of a woman cannot be underestimated.

A candidate for a saint might be the Pope's illegitimate daughter, the king's princess living among the people, the concubine of a grand duke's family, or at the very least, the eldest daughter of a marquis' family.

Isabel was not originally qualified to become a saint. She was not even qualified to become a candidate for a saint.

She came from a humble background and was sold to the church by her parents when she was very young, becoming the lowest nun.

Yes, she is the lowest serving nun in the church.

Serving nuns are not only found in the Church of the Dawn Goddess, but also in the seven orthodox religions. After all, this is a very useful method used by the church to win over big figures.

Compared with giving away money or potions, serving nuns is more efficient and cheaper.

In the eyes of the church's senior leaders, serving nuns can no longer even be regarded as normal human beings. They can only be regarded as some beautiful commodities that can be sold at a pretty good price.

As a serving nun, Isabel thought that her fate would be no different from that of other sisters who were training together. When she grew up to fourteen years old, she might be taken over by a white-haired nobleman who was too old to be her grandfather. , or she was favored by a fat-bellied businessman, and then she only needed to use all the skills and knowledge she learned in the church, and use her body to serve those noble people with all her heart.

If she was lucky, she might be spotted by a noble with a good temper, take her home, and become a bedroom maid. When the master needed it, she would offer her body and release the master's desires.

If she is unlucky, she may encounter a pervert with a twisted, cruel and violent personality when she receives a noble person for the first time, and then die in extreme pain.

This is her destiny.

But when she was fourteen years old, her fate took a turn.

Because a saint candidate lacked servants, she was temporarily seconded from the serving nuns. This move completely changed Isabel's fate.

During the saint selection ceremony, the sacred tree incarnated as the goddess of nature, which had been silent for thousands of years, had an abnormal reaction for the first time. A pure white flower actually bloomed on the sacred tree.

That was a miracle that all priests could not predict.

At that moment, whether it was the king of the Spang Theocracy who came to attend the ceremony or the pope of the Heart of Nature Church, they all prostrated themselves on the ground and swore their devout faith.

A petal fell from the treetop.

All the priests have determined that no matter which saint candidate is able to obtain this petal, he can become a true saint.

However, no one expected that this petal would completely ignore the laws of the world and draw graceful arcs in mid-air. Even these candidates for the saint and even the supporters of the candidate had already Even when I started using magic power, I couldn't get this petal.

Then, in everyone's incredible eyes, the petals fell silently into Isabel's palm, and in an instant, they merged into Isabel's body.

God knows what kind of expressions and feelings everyone present had at that moment, no matter if they were royals, nobles, or clergy of the Church of the Heart of Nature. Isabel could only feel a pair of strange eyes staring at her. Those eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and even hatred...

That look made Isabel's hair stand on end.

The eight candidates for the Saint were extremely unwilling to accept Isabel's position as Saint. Who would have thought that after fighting desperately for so long, they would finally gain the advantage of a cheap maid?

They deliberately proposed to re-select.

However, this is the first time in thousands of years that the sacred tree has shown a miracle.

This represents the will of the goddess of nature. No matter how unhappy you feel in your heart, who dares to violate it on the surface?

As a result, Isabel finally took the position of a saint.

However, this position is obviously not so easy to secure. Isabel has no background in the church. Even the nuns serving around her are the eyes and ears planted by other forces.

Isabel even felt that her life was even worse than when she was a serving nun. In the Heart of Nature Church, she was made things difficult, threatened, despised, and humiliated everywhere. There were countless overt and covert threats!

Even, he encountered assassination more than once.

But at this moment, Ashburn suddenly stood up and expressed his recognition of Saint Isabel's identity in front of a large number of clergy.

He also said that as the Holy Son, Isabel is his fiancée.

Anyone who dares to bully Isabel is provoking the Ashbourne family and will surely receive the cruelest revenge.

At that moment, Isabel, who felt warmth and kindness for the first time, fell.

That's right, even if Isabel knew that Axiburn was actually very philandering, she knew alone that Axiburn had more than three digits of regular lovers.

As for how many dewy lovers there are, there is no way to even calculate them.

However, Isabel's feelings for Ashbourne have not changed at all from the beginning to the end.

The scenes she had experienced flashed through her mind, and Isabel slowly turned her gaze to Ashbourne beside her.

But at this moment, the Holy Son is no longer as handsome and graceful as before.

The silver-white robe had long been soaked with sticky yellow juice and exuded a strong stench.

The originally handsome face was completely rotten at this moment, and there was no good piece of flesh to be found.

Chapter 5 is here. I drove all day today and finally had time to pass on the letter. I have to drive all day tomorrow and the update time is also in the evening. It’s embarrassing.

Chapter 220 The Saint Wants to Save Her Fiancé (1)

At this moment, Ahibon's appearance was really pitiful.

It couldn't even be considered a person anymore, it could only be regarded as a piece of rotten, moving flesh. He didn't even dare to change the clothes on his body that had already been soaked with thick juice.

Ashborn had tried it before, but when he took off his clothes, the cloth directly tore off a large piece of the rotten skin on his body, revealing the dark brown flesh that had also begun to rot inside.

At this time, where is the handsomeness and suaveness of Ashbourne from before? ever

For a long time, Ahiburn was the center of attention no matter where he appeared. Whether it was a saint, a nun, a noble lady, or even a woman from the royal family, they would all try their best to get closer to him, hoping that Able to gain the favor of the Holy Son.

But now, except for his fiancée, Saint Isabel, no one was willing to get close to him. The three nuns who had tried desperately to curry favor with him in order to be qualified to act with him, subconsciously pinched their noses.

The four paladins even stayed away in the name of vigilance.

There was no way, who made the smell exuding from Ashbourne's body now be really bad.

It feels like a piece of fat meat soaked in a cesspool and then exposed to the sun for three days and three nights. Just smelling it makes people dizzy.

The seven people were full of admiration for Saint Isabel who had been taking care of them. Even if they were just close to Ashbern, even if they were pinching their noses, the extremely strong stench seemed to pollute the air around them, and they even felt their skin itchy for no reason.

And Isabel, during these three or four days, has been staying by Axibon's side.

I really don’t know how Her Royal Highness the Saint can endure it. The area around Her Royal Highness the Son is simply scarier than hell.

Biting her lips with her pearly teeth, Isabel took out a bottle of potion from the storage ring, glanced at Ashbern, sighed, tilted the bottle, and the clear potion dripped onto Ashbern's body.

There is no way, Ashburn can no longer take potions like normal people.

His tongue, his throat, and even his internal organs were beginning to show signs of decay.

Most people would probably die long ago if they encountered such a serious injury.

However, Ashborn is powerful after all. He is a legendary five-star strong man with an extremely long lifespan and will not die so easily.

Of course, this was not necessarily good news for Ashburn. Feeling his flesh and blood rotting away bit by bit and his life slipping away bit by bit, Ashburn finally felt what Vice Pope Apu had once endured. It was simply the cruelest torture in the world.

The most terrifying thing is that the decay of Ashborn's body only affects the physical body, but does not rot the soul. Therefore, Ashborn's consciousness is very clear from beginning to end, more sober than ever, and he can clearly perceive the whole body. Stinging pain everywhere up and down.

The concoction was scattered on Ashborn's body.

The ulcerated areas on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the good times did not last long. Even before the injuries on his body were completely healed, just after a little skin recovered, it began to rot again.

"what……"

The smell of rotten skin made Ashbourne groan in pain, and the piece of rotten flesh began to twitch violently: "Kill me, Isabel, I beg you, kill me, I can't stand it anymore. .”

Pain and despair tortured Ashburn. This was not the first time he wished Isabel would kill him with her own hands. He would rather die than continue to stay in this hell and suffer torture.

Seeing Ashburn's appearance, Isabel's face was filled with worry.

She would never watch Ashburn die, nor would she end Ashburn's life with her own hands.

Others hate Ashborn, but Isabel will not... No matter what Ashbourne becomes, she will never leave Ashbourne's side.

Isabel's eyes dropped.

Regarding the inexplicable rotting of Ashbourne's body and the fact that no magic medicine could cure it, Isabel had never seen such a strange situation.

It's like some mysterious and terrifying curse.

But where did this curse come from?

Before Axiburn's body began to rot, they did encounter some enemies. Although those so-called enemies were just trialists who entered the Twilight Temple together. After the crowd, everyone retreated, but Axiburn still took action and killed all those people. In the words of His Royal Highness the Holy Son, each of these people may have plundered all the wealth of Dragon Valley. asshole.

The only person who absolutely could not be the bastard who plundered the wealth of Dragon Valley was the mysterious man who stayed beside the fox girl Bai Yuan. He was also the only person who was still alive after Ashburn took action personally.

Isabel didn't know much about that man. She only heard from a few paladins that the man was only at the panic level when he first appeared, and then he abducted a woman who was attracted by Ashbourne. As a result, he was resented by Ashbern.

I still vaguely remember that when His Royal Highness the Son was fighting that man, he seemed to take something out of his arms and throw it out, and then was slapped to pieces by His Highness the Son.

The bottle seemed to contain only some gray-black smoke.

Could it be that the inexplicable rot on His Royal Highness the Son's body was due to that glass bottle?

Isabel's eyes suddenly flashed with a light of hope. She stood up suddenly, took a deep breath, and then looked at Axibon again: "Your Highness, are you here?" Have a good rest, I won't let anything happen to you."