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

Seeing the two people's backs disappearing at the door, Snow Philip, completely desperate, collapsed on the ground with a dull face.

It's over, it's over.

I don't know how much time passed, but Snow Philip was awakened by a rustling sound. His stiff neck twisted little by little, and Olive was getting dressed in a hurry.

When he saw Olive, a light suddenly appeared in Snowphilip's green eyes, which was hope.

That's right, although Serafina is gone and his original power, status and wealth are gone, he still has true love!

He also has Olive.

Snowphilip got up from the ground and walked towards Olive nervously. He opened his arms, as if he wanted to vent the pain in his heart in Olive's arms: "Ah, Olive, all I have left now is I'm leaving you..."

boom!

Before Snow could hug Olive, Phillip had already kicked Snow on the stomach with one foot, knocking Snow to the ground. At this moment, only indifference and ridicule remained on his originally charming face: "Bah, Without Serafina, what do you have now?"

"Can you still be the deputy captain of the law enforcement team? Do you still have money?"

"Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that you are the deputy captain of the law enforcement team, how could I have fallen in love with you? Is it because of your ability to last only fifty-six seconds after taking the magic potion, including taking off your clothes?"

Olive cursed and walked away twisting her feet in her high heels.

In the empty room, only Snowphilip remained in place quietly, motionless, like a stiff puppet.

There was no trace of anger on his gray face.

The cloudy pupils were even more hollow and desperate.

Despair turns to hatred.

Snow's body was trembling, Ron...kill him, kill him, kill him! ! ! ! !

"Young man...do you long for power?"

Suddenly... a dreamlike voice came to Snowphilippe's ears.

His body trembled violently, and at some point, a figure with white hair and beard appeared in front of him!

……

A sneeze!

Ron sneezed violently.

There was a chill on the back of his neck, and he always felt as if someone was cursing him behind his back. He rubbed his nose and placed a gold coin and key on the counter:

"Sorry, the door upstairs is broken, please repair it."

Looking at the golden color, King Holt's head with two funny mustaches is so beautiful.

Ron felt a little distressed. There was no need to take out this gold coin.

It was all Serafina's fault, she slapped the door into pieces.

Perhaps because Serafina was always by his side, the inspection order from the Eternal Freedom Sect never appeared from beginning to end.

The countdown is over.

This death warning ended in an extremely relaxed way.

And Ron also received rewards from the system.

The reward this time is very direct, the spirit will be increased by 100 points.

Player attributes in the game are mainly divided into four types: physical strength, strength, speed, and spirit.

Mental attributes directly affect the player's magic attack power, maximum magic power, magic power recovery speed, and can even slightly improve magic defense.

With these one hundred points of mental attributes, Ron was finally able to release some decent magic.

Turning around, I saw a sexy female knight swaying her seductive body as she walked towards the door.

It was clear that she had just experienced her husband's affair and divorce, but it seemed that Serafina was not greatly affected. She seemed lighter and more relaxed than before.

Ron commented on her and had to say that Seraphina really had a figure that all women coveted. From behind, even the heavy armor could not hide her graceful curves.

Especially a pair of straight long legs.

While thinking about it in his mind, Ron chased after him.

"Is that nun from before your wife?" Serafina's voice came from her ears.

Ron shook his head, and the corners of Serafina's mouth curved slightly.

"She is my woman."

Feel sorry. "

"There is nothing to apologize for." Ron shook his head: "I once told Irelia that I would have many women in the future, and she accepted this."

You are such a scumbag." Seraphina murmured:

"Hey, do my legs look good?"

A slightly ambiguous breath came to my ears.

Ron's face turned red, had he been discovered?

It was normal. After all, she was a heroic female knight. How could she not feel the gaze of others.

"It's beautiful." Ron replied honestly.

Seraphina raised her eyebrows, as if teasing her deliberately: "You are not thinking about doing something bad to my legs?"

"Ha, how could that be? I was just thinking, with your legs wrapped in metal combat boots, wouldn't your feet stink?" Ron said, blinking.

Serafina smiled seductively and raised one calf: "Do you want to smell it?"

Ron looked disgusted: "I don't have that hobby."

He prefers girls who have just taken a shower and smell good...

"Ahem, it seems that I showed up at the wrong time." At this moment, a heavy cough and a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Looking up, Virgil's figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing the figures of Ron and Seraphina, Virgil's expression was somewhat complicated, and there was only admiration in his heart.

Be obedient, this is incredible.

As soon as Irelia was accepted, Irelia immediately accepted Cecilia's existence.

In the blink of an eye, he actually got the pearl of Larnaca City, Miss Serafina... They came out of the hotel together, and they were still flirting so unscrupulously.

Is this the power of a prophet?

Virgil was a little annoyed, maybe he shouldn't match up with Brother Ron, and now he wanted to become Ron's disciple.

However, isn’t there something wrong with my brother’s hobby?

Irelia? Hermann's fiancée.

Cecilia? I have a boyfriend outside the church.

Serafina? This one is even worse, she is a wife who has been married for thirteen years.

Does this guy have any special fetish for other people's women?

This is a disease and it needs to be cured.

If this continues, Virgil is really worried that sooner or later, his good brother will be hacked to death while walking outside.

Moreover, Ron must not be allowed to meet Isaiah... Although she is a spy planted by the enemy country, but... she is his woman after all.

Shaking his head, Virgil suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart. He looked at Ron: "Brother, I have some clues about what you asked me to investigate."

Ron had previously entrusted Virgil to investigate Herman's whereabouts during this period, especially four nights ago!

Even if it is fate, there must be traces to follow!

He wants to find out the most precious clues behind Herman's whereabouts, so as to truly grasp the tail of fate!

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Chapter 49: The Wife of the Vice-Pope, the Great Saint! ( words

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Virgil and Serafina naturally knew each other.

All kinds of work and entertainment in daily life are indispensable for communication.

Virgil glanced at Serafina next to him, nodded slightly, and said hello, but the words in his mouth stopped abruptly. Although Ron and Seraphina walked out of the hotel together and even flirted wantonly at the door, it seemed like they had just had an in-depth communication.

However, Virgil couldn't tell what position Serafina was in. In this case, Vergil would not let Serafina know too many secrets.

Serafina is not stupid either. She smiled slightly: "Bishop Virgil, Mr. Ron, please take your time and chat. The law enforcement team still has some things to deal with. I'll first..."

"No, Serafina, you stay."

"The situation that Larnaca City will face next cannot be solved by just one branch of the Dawn Goddess Church." Ron said quietly.

Serafina's eyes froze slightly. She remembered that Ron had called himself a prophet before and said that the city of Larnaca would be destroyed.

Virgil frowned slightly.

Originally, in Vergil's eyes, he and Ron had formed a group. He and Ron were the core of the group, plus Irelia at most.

But in this situation, Ron obviously wants to bring Serafina into the team... He feels a little uncomfortable. After all, he and Serafina belong to different forces, and they are the leaders of political power and theocracy. The contradiction between them is irreconcilable.

But since this was Ron's decision as a prophet, Virgil couldn't refuse.

Returning to the hotel opposite, I still sat down by the window.

Around the round table, the three of them sat in an equilateral triangle, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing. Vergil and Serafina were harmonious on the surface but full of internal conflicts, while Ron was nominally a member of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, but he was also in harmony with them. Serafina has an ambiguous relationship and can be regarded as a mediator between the two.

"Ahem..." Ron broke the silence: "Serafina, I know you have many questions in your mind, just ask."

Serafina exhaled slightly, her smooth forehead wrinkled, and she no longer hesitated: "Are you really a prophet?"

This is the core of all issues, and everything discussed next is based on this point.

Ron smiled slightly and didn't answer.

Vergil, who was next to him, had already spoken: "Miss Serafina, there is no need to doubt that Ron does have the ability to see into the future."

Virgil chanted the prophetic poem that Ron had written before, which made Ron a little embarrassed, and it felt like dark history was being revealed.

"Brother Ron accurately predicted various situations such as the sun being swallowed, the world falling into darkness, the emergence of the Golden City, etc. This is enough to prove Brother Ron's ability."

Serafina nodded. Ron had also said what Snowphilippe wanted to say before Snowphilippi spoke.

"Brother Ron, he also predicted that a great race will wither and the Twilight Continent will usher in disaster."

Virgil continued: "These two prophecies are being confirmed little by little, especially the first one."

"Archbishop Gerald has left Larnaca City a long time ago and is currently at the church headquarters." Virgil's expression became extremely depressed: "The information the archbishop sent back through the secret technique is not very good."

Serafina's expression also became serious: "How?"

"The Golden City appears in the sky above Dragon Valley. The Dragon Clan naturally regards the Golden City as their own property. They have sealed off the nearby area and strictly prohibit other races from approaching."

"Archbishop Gerald went to the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess as quickly as possible. Through the church's senior officials, he conveyed the information that the Dragon Clan might be in crisis to the Dragon Clan and expressed his willingness to provide help."

Virgil spread his hands and said, "As you know, the dragon race is proud and arrogant. The brains of those big winged lizards are not as good as their strength... No dragon takes the church's warning to heart."

"Actually, they quite like that giant city. They don't think there is any danger in the giant city at all, or they firmly believe that even if there is any danger, they are strong enough to deal with it."

"In the eyes of the dragon, that golden, shiny, majestic and huge city is worthy of the identity of the dragon clan. They want to take the golden city as their own and become the royal city of the dragon clan."

"They tried to enter the Golden City, but there seemed to be some mysterious force blocking the Golden City, making it difficult to break through."

"So the Dragon Clan chose to use the simplest and most brutal means to solve the Golden City... They gathered hundreds of giant dragons and tried to use dragon breath to break the blockade of the giant city."

"Then what?" Serafina became interested and urged.

"Then, they all died." Virgil exhaled: "Their huge mountain-like bodies turned into fine powder, staining the sky with blood."

"The Seine River near the Dragon Valley is dyed scarlet."

Serafina subconsciously sat up straight, her expression more solemn than ever before. She was a dragon.