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

At this moment, Apu put on a gentle and gentle smile and walked towards Christian step by step.

"Dear Christian, you are so beautiful today. Even the goddess Ostara cannot compare to you..."

Every step and every move was made with utmost elegance.

For girls from upper class society, this kind of performance should make people's hearts flutter.

However, the expression on Christian's face became more and more disgusted and irritable. For no other reason, the mere existence of Apu made her feel both psychologically and physically disgusted.

However, the evolved Apu seemed to be unaware of the expression on Christian's face.

He walked up to Christian, bent down gracefully, and spoke soft words of love: "Ah, Christian, marrying you is the greatest luck in my life..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, as if trying to grab Christian's small hand in white silk gloves, and then kissed it.

However, before Apu could touch Christian's fingertips, something unexpected happened.

Phew...bang!

There was only a dull sound, and Christian swung the wine bottle directly on Apu's head, then raised his right leg and kicked Apu in the stomach.

With a scream, Apu's body was kicked to the ground.

I have to say, the illusion was a little too realistic. The twisted expression of shock and pain mixed on Apu's face was vividly displayed. He looked at Christian in disbelief, as if he wanted to ask Christian why he did this to his husband.

But before he could speak, Christian suddenly took a step forward, raised his right leg, and used the high boots that highlighted his figure and calf curves, and struck the middle of Apu's legs with a war trample move.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Bang, bang.

The sound of something breaking slowly spread through the room.

Desire and evil fantasy:?

Right in front of Christian, Apu's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide enough to almost fit a raw egg, but he could not make any sound at all. His hands just instinctively covered the injured area with force. The pain was unbearable, even enough to make a man collapse. Apu's body was twitching constantly due to the pain of losing both his eggs and his chickens.

After several seconds had passed, an extremely tragic scream finally burst out of Apu's throat. His tall body curled up like a shrimp and rolled desperately on the ground. His originally handsome face was twisted into a piece, his complexion was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his face.

While the screams were still echoing in the room, the door creaked open again.

This time, what appeared in front of Christian was a boy. He had a pretty and cute face full of immaturity and a pair of big, timid eyes. For women who have this hobby...well, and maybe for men, he is simply a boy. The most perfect existence.

The little boy seemed a little scared of the screams in the room. His big eyes, filled with the desire to be protected, looked at Christian: "Big sister..."

boom!

It's like a chicken and a dozen eggs!

Koshota fell down.

Another figure appeared, this time it was a middle-aged uncle with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

Bang, it's like a chicken flying over an egg.

The middle-aged uncle collapsed.

The muscular man with masculine charm fell down.

A man wearing a pair of reading glasses and dressed as a butler fell down.

The mysterious and powerful magician fell.

The honest shield warrior fell.

The handsome elf has fallen!

In a short period of time, dozens of figures had fallen in the hut, making the hut seem extremely crowded, and each one of them had a fatal outcome.

The pain of having their eggs shattered caused everyone's face to twist into a ball. No matter how beautiful or handsome they were originally, it was horrifying at this moment.

The screams were mixed together, almost turning the hut into a slaughterhouse.

The fantasy of lust is going crazy!

This is the first time in eight thousand years that it has encountered such a strange existence. Could it be that among so many outstanding men, none of them match her taste?

Eggbreaker?

Chapter 293 Christian wants to indulge (4)

The seventh level of illusion is the first barrier to the shackles of fate.

Only through the Seven Illusions can one truly come into contact with the shackles of fate and try to find a way to destroy the shackles.

If you can't break through the seven illusions, you can only die in the illusion.

Of course, this process can also be interrupted, but it is a little more difficult. There needs to be another existence that has also seen the shackles of destiny to wake up the trialer from the outside. Otherwise, the seven-layer illusion will be staged in front of the trialer one after another. .

And every level of illusion is controlled by a master of the illusion.

The so-called Lord of Illusions is more like some kind of artificial intelligence.

They are incomplete souls created by destiny. They will try their best to prevent the trialists from passing through the illusion.

The shackles of destiny were imposed on this world eight thousand years ago, after the war that destroyed the Twilight Dynasty. How many creatures are there on the Dusk Continent? In these eight thousand years of life and death, how many intelligent beings have appeared? Hundreds of billions or trillions?

Although geniuses are not common, among hundreds of billions or trillions of people, no matter how small the probability is, there will eventually be some amazingly talented people.

During the long period of eight thousand years, the Desire Illusion has received only one thousand to eight hundred beings who can glimpse the shackles of destiny and are qualified to break into the seventh level illusion.

Among them, there are many who can pass through the illusion of desire and sin, but all of them are existences with extremely firm mind, soul, and will.

They can rely on their strong will to resist temptations from all around and remain indifferent to beauties.

Although the woman in front of me is pretty good, her character cultivation is obviously not the top one. Before, when the Lord of the Desire Illusion began to release the aura that can arouse lust in the illusion, this woman clearly appeared. got some reactions.

I thought this woman's journey to the seventh level of illusion would end here.

But who could have thought that this woman actually had such means? Looking at the various different men lying on the ground, who were carefully created based on human preferences and most in line with the aesthetic tastes of human women, the Lord of the Illusion of Lust didn't know how to react.

Egg crusher.

True to its name.

The Lord of Desire and Illusion feels that his existence has been challenged.

This is a task assigned by God the Father. If he cannot complete even such a small task, what is the meaning of his own existence to the Father God?

In his rage, the Lord of Desire and Illusion changed the illusion in front of him.

It no longer plays with that kind of literary tone. Facing a woman like Christian, perhaps a straightforward impact can produce better results.

As a sweet breeze blew through the wooden house, the dozen or so mutilated bodies on the ground disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by countless handsome men and beautiful women.

The scene of extreme indulgence began to play out in front of Christian. Christian closed his eyes, but it was useless. The scenes were projected directly in her mind.

All kinds of sounds kept echoing in Christian's ears.

Although Christian has a cold personality, he is very repulsive to men.

But no matter what, Christian is still a woman.

The pictures that appeared in his mind and the sounds that echoed in his ears quickly invaded Christian's consciousness. The desire, curiosity, and various emotions deep in Christian's soul also rapidly expanded at this time.

call!

Just when Christian felt that she was about to lose her strength, a cold wind suddenly blew in her ears, and her body shivered. The sounds echoing in her ears and the images that kept popping up in her mind disappeared in an instant. Clean and tidy.

The long eyelashes trembled.

Christian finally opened his eyes.

It's still the same cabin, just a little different.

The dozen or so corpses that were originally lying in the room... no, they were mutilated bodies. Even the blood and glass shards on the ground had disappeared completely.

Could it be said that he finally broke free from the illusion?

A small thought popped into Christian's mind.

But at this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice entered Christian's ears: "Phew, it's okay, you finally woke up."

That voice only made Christian's body tremble slightly. The next second, he turned around and a familiar figure appeared in front of Christian. Who was that if it wasn't Ron?

Looks a little pale.

He was really tired just now.

It is definitely not easy to break those shackles. Ron doesn't know what Christian is facing, but he knows that it must be very dangerous.

He didn't originally intend to intervene from the outside and wake up Christian.

After all, it is very dangerous to forcibly disturb him from the outside when he is practicing. If he is not careful, Christian may become obsessed and lose control.

But there was nothing Ron could do.

He was originally just waiting quietly outside the cabin, but Christian showed no signs of waking up. Instead, the magic fluctuations he released became more and more chaotic and crazy.

Just from those magic fluctuations, Ron could feel the strong, eroded aura. Not to mention that Ron could even hear the pain-filled groan coming from Christian's mouth.

There is no doubt that Christian's condition in the cabin is very bad, and he is obviously on the verge of losing control. If he wakes up Christian from the outside, Ron doesn't know whether it will cause the Holy Maiden to go crazy. Ron doesn't know, but he knows that if If he doesn't take action, Christian will definitely go crazy.

After confirming this, Ron no longer hesitated, pushed open the door of the cabin, and barged in directly.

Once inside Ron had a deeper understanding of how dangerous Christian's situation was.

The strong smell of filth, decay, and weirdness spread throughout every corner of the room. Under the high-raised head, there was a slender neck that was tightly strangled.

Christian's aura was disordered and weakened to the extreme, and his spirit was always on the verge of collapse.

Under this situation, Ron didn't dare to hesitate at all. He was immediately ready to rush over and wake up Christian.

However, Christian was on the verge of losing control. The aura escaping from his body was so powerful that it was extremely difficult for Ron to even get close.

It was at this time that Ron finally understood how big the gap was between the existence and strength of the legendary peak realm and the average legendary six-star and seven-star masters. It was an insurmountable gap.

Even though Ron tried his best, his body was almost blown away time and time again.

The clothes on his body were torn apart piece by piece by the fierce force, and he looked as embarrassed as a beggar.

After trying his best, Ron finally managed to get behind Christian, stretched out a hand and put it on Christian's head, and his spiritual consciousness penetrated and forcibly awakened Christian.

Seeing Christian open his eyes, Ron exhaled heavily, retracted his right hand, looked down at his tattered clothes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This should be considered a work injury. He didn't know whether Christian would reimburse him.

"Great Saint Christian, we meet again." After exhaling again, Ron forced a smile and greeted Christian.

The great saint was still a little confused and didn't seem to understand what was going on.

It wasn't until Ron's voice penetrated his ears that Christian's body trembled and he came back to his senses.

Looking at the familiar man in front of him, Christian felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

It's Ron.

When I saw that the cabin had become a little dilapidated again, I thought I had broken free from the illusion.

But now it seems that I am still immersed in that illusion, but this illusion is made a little more real.

After all, Ron was already dead. If it wasn't a hallucination, how could he appear in front of him?

Christiane bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, hugged her shoulders tightly with both hands, and her plump body was shaking. She wanted to deal with the figure in front of her directly like she dealt with Apu.

She thought her heart was ruthless enough, but at this moment, she couldn't make a move.

Christian didn't know exactly how she felt in her heart. She originally hated men, especially those who had many women.

However, she didn't hate Ron at all.

I even felt that the short time I spent with Ron was very comfortable.

She probably didn't fall in love with this man so quickly, but perhaps she still had a little bit of affection in her heart, otherwise, she wouldn't have been so sad after learning the news of Ron's death.

Yes, Ron is dead, and now this lifelike figure can only be seen in this illusion. Once she destroys the phantom in front of her, Ron will never be able to appear in front of her again.

There was still some longing in her heart.

The impact of the previous illusions created by the Lord of Desire on Christian's body, soul, and will will not dissipate so easily.

Although the voice she heard in her ears no longer existed, her body was still burning and her eyes were still blurred.

Maybe...it's okay to indulge once in a while, right?