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

Chapter 305 Holt, hand over your daughter (1)

[Ding, system prompt, congratulations to the host, the infinite death system has been activated.

[Mission background: You seem to have offended a lot of people, and they all want to kill you. Maybe you don't take these enemies to heart, but please be careful, some existences really have the ability to kill you. 】

[Mission goal: Survive]

[Task reward: random. 】

[Time limit: twelve hours! 】

Right at the entrance of the palace, there were two figures, a man and a woman.

The man was tall and handsome, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His gaze swept across the densely packed soldiers in the palace, but it seemed as if nothing was there.

The woman had a graceful, plump, slender and well-proportioned figure, and a pretty face, like an angel walking out of a painting. The corners of her pink lips always had a faint smile on them. Her bright eyes were always fixed on the man beside her, and she didn't even glance at the 60,000 elite soldiers in the palace.

She even held a little girl in her arms.

Beautiful eyes flow, affectionate styles.

At first glance, it seemed that they were a match made in heaven.

That unique temperament turned into a special pressure that enveloped the hearts of all soldiers.

All the soldiers who saw Ron and Agnes couldn't help but feel waves in their hearts. They actually appeared. Don't they understand that this place is a terrible trap?

Don’t they know how many soldiers are lying in ambush here and how many powerful men are hiding? Once they enter the palace, they will definitely never come back.

Why can they be so confident and not take such a powerful force in the palace to heart?

Nobody knows.

As if by instinct, the guards stationed at the door grasped the spears in their hands and pointed the spearheads at Ron and Agnes.

They did not receive orders from their superiors, they just acted like this subconsciously.

This is like an introduction.

More and more soldiers stood up and drew their weapons.

Under the bright moonlight, the densely packed sharp blades were all reflecting a cold, eye-stinging light.

After all, these people are the elite among the elite. Although they were shocked by the special aura of Ron and Agnes at the beginning, they were able to adjust their mentality in the shortest time and be ready to fight. Be prepared. They have no grievances against Ron. They didn’t even know this person before this, and they don’t even know his name. But they are the king’s soldiers, the vice-pope’s knights, and the lord’s private soldiers. The weapons in their hands are , will mercilessly move towards the master's enemies.

At this moment, they were just waiting for their master's orders.

Once the order is given, they will charge forward without fear of death. Use the sharp blade in your hand to penetrate holes one after another in the enemy's body.

Even the top brass of these soldiers are also ready to fight. They know a little more about the situation and know that Ron is a being who cannot judge his strength based on his own realm. They do not underestimate Ron's heroic nine-star strength. .

Some people even admire Ron's courage. Knowing that this place is so dangerous, he still dares to come here just for the sake of the eldest princess Dolores, which can be regarded as the deepest love.

But what I admire is that when it's time to kill, they won't hesitate at all.

Virgil's eyes narrowed into slits, with some strange light flickering in his eyes. Soon, like everyone else, he stared at Ron quietly, waiting for his boss's orders.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire palace seemed unprecedentedly chilly.

Even the insects in the flower beds and grass seemed to be affected by this invisible pressure and did not dare to make a sound.

In the meeting hall, every expert noticed the appearance of Ron and Agnes the moment they stepped into the palace.

After waiting anxiously, I finally got the answer at this time.

A subtle smile appeared on every face involuntarily.

In their opinion, it was not Ron and Agnes who came. Most people didn't care about the hatred between Ron and Apu, or whether Ron abducted Holt's princess. They All I know is that the treasure is coming.

Pairs of eyeballs of different colors began to flash with crazy, heart-stopping greed.

Dragon remains, dragon crystals, dragon treasures, artifacts...

Everything can make the greed deep in their hearts continue to increase.

Their breathing also became rapid.

"Huh, I kind of admire that guy. He actually dared to show up even though he knew this place was so dangerous."

Holt's voice finally broke the silence in the meeting hall. He took a deep breath: "Everyone, since Ron has appeared, isn't it unreasonable for us not to go out to greet him?"

"It's natural."

Holt's proposal was approved by everyone.

Everyone knows that welcoming them is fake, but showing their own power is real.

Naturally, no one is willing to miss such an opportunity to show off. It would be best if Ron knew the situation, saw the strength gap between the two parties, took the initiative to kneel down and admit his mistake, and presented the treasure with both hands. This would also avoid A meaningless conflict, after all, their private soldiers and magicians loyal to them are also very precious possessions.

Of course, for some people in this alliance, Ron is bound to die, and it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in their hearts without being cut to pieces, such as Apu, Holt, Anthony, Gray...

They left the meeting room and came to the attic, looking down at everything in front of them.

Below, there are countless elite soldiers densely packed.

At the door, the figures of Ron and Agnes also looked particularly petite.

A blush quickly appeared on Holt's face. He had only listened to reports from his subordinates before, but now he finally saw that scene with his own eyes. He saw the affectionate look Agnes looked at Ron. The little girl Agnes held in her arms was seven or eight years old... They really even had a daughter.

At this moment, Holt felt a strong depression, which instantly surged up from his chest and abdomen.

He wanted to vomit blood again.

However, after all, there were many other people in this place. After all, Holt didn't want to lose face in front of these people. His throat wriggled hard and he swallowed the mouthful of blood again.

He grinned, suppressing the anger and restlessness in his heart, and glanced at the figures around him with the corner of his eye. Twenty-two legendary masters, what kind of terrifying force is this?

What's my advantage? These four words can no longer even describe the strength gap between the two sides.

In an instant, Holt's heart was full of pride, as if he had seen the couple in front of him, and the mutilated corpse of the bastard in his arms: "Ron, I underestimated you, but you still have the guts to show up here... …”

"Now that you see me, why don't you kneel down?"

The sound echoed in the night sky. Holt was obviously using magic to activate his vocal cords. Even at a long distance, the sound was still clear and loud.

kneel?

The corner of Ron's mouth grinned slightly with a hint of ridicule, and he looked at the dozens of figures in the attic in the distance. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident:

Who do you think you are, worthy of me kneeling down?

"Arrogant." After sensing Ron's will, Holt's voice became colder and gloomier: "Ron, Ron, should I praise you for your courage, or should I call you stupid?"

"Knowing that there are so many masters in the palace now, and this is a certain death situation, you actually dare to break in..."

"Give you a chance, kneel on the ground and hand over all the treasures you stole from Dragon Nest and Dusk Temple. Maybe I can let you die a little more happily." Holt said proudly.

At this point, he was no longer in a hurry to kill Ron.

In his opinion, Ron was already dead, and half of his feet had already crossed the gate of hell. Killing Ron was just a matter of giving an order, but before that, he wanted to see Ron lose his life. The miserable appearance of humiliating himself and confessing the sins he had committed in front of himself.

If he really just killed Ron, it would be too easy for him. Wouldn't the humiliation he suffered during this period and the so much blood he vomited be wasted?

This is the so-called self-confidence of the strong. Not everyone can enjoy the scene of cat playing with mouse.

"That's right." Grand Duke Browning also spoke immediately. He didn't care about the grudges between Ron and Apu and Holt. He only cared about the treasure: "The treasures in the Dragon Valley and the Twilight Temple are gifts from God to all talented and virtuous people in the Twilight Continent. Why did you steal them all? Hand them over quickly."

"Very good, very good. Take out the treasure quickly and I will give you a quick death. Otherwise, I will make you experience what it means to live a life worse than death..." The eyes of the Dominican Federation became more and more greedy.

For a while, there were noisy sounds all around.

Ron just stared at Holt, Apu and Anthony quietly. He ignored the others around him and didn't take them seriously at all. He had to kill at least one of these three guys tonight.

Ignoring the overwhelming pressure from the twenty-two super masters, Ron finally opened his mouth, and a clear voice spread in the night: "Holt, hand over your daughter!"

Chapter 306 Three Qi Holt (2)

Holt, hand over your daughter.

The loud voice swayed in the night sky and penetrated into the ears of more than 60,000 elite soldiers.

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden gasp of cold air all around, and the temperature in the originally cold night sky seemed to have risen several degrees out of thin air.

More than 60,000 pairs of eyes were all filled with incredible shock.

mad.

It's really arrogant.

This person is either crazy or a fanatic.

Twenty-two legendary masters and more than 60,000 elite soldiers. Couldn't he see that with so many people, the first thing he said was to ask King Holt to hand over his daughter?

When did such a character appear in the Twilight Continent?

Based on this sentence alone, even if Ron dies in the end, he will give him a thumbs up and praise him for being awesome.

Holt's complexion instantly turned the color of pig liver. He did not expect Ron to be so bold.

In the Dominican Federation, Browning and his group of legendary masters looked at Holt with even more strange expressions. Although they had known some of the circumstances for a long time, the feeling of hearing it with their own ears was completely different.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it is Holt who is embarrassed by this incident. Even if we are in the alliance now, if we can damage Holt's reputation by the way, then why not?

Holt's lips trembled, and just as he was about to speak, Ron's clear voice once again spread in the night: "By the way, write a divorce document with the Seventh Princess Agnes..."

As soon as these words came out, Holt's face turned pale instantly.

But below, because of this sentence, there was an instant buzz and the whole world was in turmoil.

The sound of rustling came from all directions. The expressions on the faces of the guards, magicians, private soldiers, and clergymen looked particularly strange, and their eyes were all filled with a desire for gossip... especially about the royal family's scandals.

Good guy, the seventh princess, Agnes.

Holt, an old man, not only had his daughter abducted, but even the princess was abducted.

Then isn't His Majesty the King's head covered in green?

It's no wonder that Holt hates Ron so much that he wants to kill Ron at all costs by uniting with so many allies. There is no way, no matter who this kind of thing is done to, it must not be done. Tolerate.

However, a pair of eyes looked between Ron and Holt. Holt was average in appearance and stooped, while Ron, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, was tall and majestic.

It can be said that apart from being a bit more noble than Ron, Holt really has no advantage at all. It is no wonder that the seventh princess was abducted by Ron.

He is obviously a king, but he can't even stand his own princess. What this king did is too embarrassing, and he loses his face.

Agnes's cheeks were slightly red.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ron did. In her opinion, Ron was admitting her relationship with him in public, and Agnes even felt a little happy in her heart.

This is a woman who is easily satisfied.

Above the attic, Holt's body was trembling slightly.

He felt that his face was hot and painful.

He could clearly feel that whether it was the strong men above the attic or the soldiers on the ground, they were looking at him with eyes full of pity, ridicule, and even sympathy.

Damn it, it's fine if others laugh at me, but what right do you have to look at me like that, Apu? Do you mean that if you laugh at me along with others, others won't know that your wife was also kidnapped by this guy?

He could hear the voices of a large number of soldiers, magicians, and priests below:

"No, no, His Majesty the King's princess ran away with someone?"

"I thought how great this king could be, but the result is the same as mine...I feel balanced."

"Tsk, that's too miserable. This is a king, and he can't even keep his wife. Isn't he incapable of doing that?"

"Isn't it possible? Didn't His Majesty the King marry hundreds of princesses?"

"You're stupid, but you still don't believe it. Have you ever heard of a word called concealment? People, the more they lack something, the more they want to prove what they have. He married hundreds of princesses and wanted to prove that he has something. He is very good at this aspect, but in fact it just proves that he is not good at it..."

"I see!"

"Speaking of which, I heard that the offspring born by this king are all weird. Why are the eldest prince, second prince, and eldest princess all normal? I suddenly had a bold idea."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

Similar sounds kept coming into Holt's ears. The more he listened, the more angry he became, and the depression in his chest became stronger and stronger.

Even the eldest prince and the second prince behind him looked strange because of the rustling sounds. They looked at Holt with suspicion, as if to say, is this really our father?