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

That's why Ron didn't strengthen the Thunder Fire Sword to thirteen... plus ten will occasionally appear, which is acceptable, but plus thirteen, it's really outrageous.

Logins didn't know how to comfort the gentleman whose lips were trembling. After a while, he forced a smile and said, "Sir, you don't have to be upset, really."

"Although your magic book is gone, this Thunder Fire Sword will definitely be sold for a price that will shock you. All your losses will be compensated, and you can even make a lot of money."

"It's just that this piece of equipment is too special. I don't think anyone in Larnaca City can afford this piece of equipment at the moment. Even if they can, the price won't be raised too high."

"So, I don't recommend that you participate in the auction right away. If you trust the Bauhinia Auction House, you can keep the Thunder Fire Sword with us temporarily. We will spend a period of time promoting it, and then all the entire Granville Kingdom will be All the rich people are attracted, and the more people compete, the higher the value of this sword will be."

The equipment that adds ten points hasn’t appeared in how many years?

Loggins never expected that he would be able to handle such an excellent weapon. He could almost imagine the scene in Larnaca city ten days or half a month later, where all the wealthy people in the Kingdom of Granville would desperately compete for the Thunderfire Sword.

……

It was already late at night when Ron left the auction house.

He believed in the credibility of the Bauhinia Auction House so much that he signed a contract with the Bauhinia Auction House, stipulating that once the Thunder Fire Sword was lost, Bauhinia would compensate twice the average price of the purple excellent plus ten weapons!

Staring at the dark night sky, the rolling thick clouds blocked the moon, and there was no light at all.

A smile appeared on Ron's face.

It’s a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind!

It's time to send Herman to hell!

The first chapter was delivered with 4,000 words in the early morning, and today it is estimated to be 7,000 words. I am so impressed that it already has 170,000 words. It’s a new week. If you have tickets, please count them for us.

Chapter 59: Confronting Destiny: Herman’s Unforgettable Hatred (2

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It's time to send Herman to hell.

Under the illumination of the magic street lamp, a long figure emerged.

Only in the aristocratic district would people luxuriously hang magic lamps on lamp posts. In the lonely night, no one could be seen, only mosquitoes and moths flying around the bright lights, making buzzing sounds.

Ron's steps are neither hasty nor slow!

Before long, his figure appeared at a crossroads.

Not far ahead is the villa where Hermann lives.

There are three figures at the intersection.

Irelia was as well-behaved as ever, standing quietly by the roadside. Under the magic lamp, she seemed to be emitting a hazy light.

Virgil frowned, and was obviously confused and under tremendous pressure. He regretted more than once why he stood on Ron's side. After all, the one to be killed this time was the only son of the Vice Pope. Once the Vice Pope knew that he was involved, he would be skinned alive.

However, Virgil also understood that his life and Herman's life... Of course, his own life was more important. Even if Ap Montgomery wanted to deal with him, it would be a matter of the future, and he could live one more day.

As for Seraphina, she held the sword in both hands, her muscular body leaning against the pillar in a posture that was unbecoming of aristocratic etiquette, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes.

"Everyone is here." Virgil breathed out.

"How are the preparations going?" Ron asked.

"The magic circle to repel people has already been deployed. In addition, strange roars are heard from Hermann's villa from time to time, as if there are ferocious monsters in captivity. The small nobles around are very careful about their lives. Anyway, they have too many houses, so they have moved to other places."

"Now, I have sealed the surrounding area with a magic circle. No one can get close unless they are stronger than me."

Ron nodded and looked at Serafina.

"I'm ready here too, and in top form." Seraphina said quietly, her eyes fixed on Ron: "Are you sure you don't need me to kill Hermann?"

Ron shook his head: "I'll take care of it Herman."

"You just need to stop those people who may jump out at any time and save Herman."

Serafina frowned slightly: "Who is the person you said would suddenly appear to save Herman?"

"Who knows." Ron smiled lightly.

It’s destiny!

This is fighting against destiny!

Irelia began to chant a long spell.

A halo of light swayed around the four people.

Psalm, Where the Dawn Shines.

Effect: It can eliminate the fear of friendly units in a large area around it, increase the physical recovery of all friendly units by 10%, and increase the magic power recovery by 10%!

Then, her tone suddenly became light, and there seemed to be a breeze blowing around them.

Psalm, the wind favors you!

Effect: Speed ​​increased by 30%!

In the next subject, Irelia's voice became passionate and fanatical...

Psalm: The roar of war!

Effect: Strength increased by 30%!

It took three days for Irelia to master another chant.

With the addition of three halos, both Virgil and Serafina can truly feel the changes in themselves.

They cast surprised glances at Irelia. Who would have thought that this little-known nun could actually have such hidden power! This is a psalm that many high-ranking bishops and archbishops have failed to master!

Ron also smiled, feeling the improvement in himself, and his confidence increased a little.

Irelia's chant, Vergil's magic blockade, the heroic knight Serafina's raiding formation, plus the divine favored messenger Agnes...

In order to kill Herman, Ron had prepared so much, which was considered an honor for him.

Without any further hesitation, Ron walked towards Herman's villa.

……

The huge villa seemed unusually empty.

Originally, none of the servants, guards, or servants in the villa could be seen.

The strong smell of blood filled the villa.

Inside and outside the house, scarlet blood stains were spread everywhere.

The dried flesh clinging to the floor, walls, and pillars announced the fate of those servants. They were all dead!

Inside the room, there was a suppressed roar.

In the past few days, Herman has never left the villa. The changes on his body can no longer be concealed by cutting his nails. Herman does not understand what is wrong with his body. His strength is getting stronger and stronger. His consciousness became more and more crazy, and his body became less and less... human!

He kills anyone who sees him in his current form, no matter how close that person was to him before.

He desperately tried to lift off the scales that appeared on his body, but the speed at which the scales were peeled off was far slower than the speed at which the scales grew.

His ears could hear strange sounds, like some kind of mysterious call.

A strong desire emerged in his heart, an impulse for new flesh and blood.

suddenly……

Hermann paused, roaring.

The entire villa fell into an eerie silence for an instant.

clack.

blah blah blah!

blah blah blah!

The crisp footsteps, as if carrying some mysterious power, trampled on his chest step by step.

His nose twitched constantly as he smelled a smell that disgusted him to the core.

……

Squeak!

The door of the villa was pushed open by Ron. The smell of blood that hit his face made Ron frown. His eyes scanned the courtyard full of minced meat. Ron was not surprised that he had been prepared for the situation here.

Look towards the main house.

A tall figure emerged from the curtains.

Ron continued to maintain a steady pace and walked forward.

Roar!

Snap.

Just when Ron was still more than ten meters away from the door of the main hall, the door of the villa suddenly turned into pieces, and a dark figure, like black lightning, with five sharp nails, comparable to the sharpest scimitar, was approaching Ron 's throat.

Ron didn't hesitate at all. The ironwood staff appeared directly in his palm and swung it towards the opposite side.

boom!

dull sound.

The whole world seemed to have entered a strange stillness.

It wasn't until a circle of invisible waves spread around that the silent world was shattered... It was the impact caused by the confrontation of pure power.

Underfoot, the floor was lifted layer by layer, like an earthquake wave sweeping over.

The villa behind him made a loud bang, and most of it collapsed.

Under the violent impact, Ron's body took three steps back before stopping.

The figure on the opposite side flew backwards and hit a stone pillar with a bang. The stone pillar broke suddenly, and three fingernails about half a foot long were smashed into pieces by the iron and wood staff.

Herman's strength has indeed increased a lot, but he is still no match for Ron.

Looking across, Herman's body, which was obviously different from that of an ordinary person, struggled to get up from the ground. Although it was not the first time he had seen the black beast, Herman's current appearance still made Ron shudder.

He was over three meters tall, and his body was stretched two heads higher out of thin air... His entire body was covered with a layer of scales like a snapping turtle, his limbs were extremely thick and covered with dark mane, and his sharp claws were like a giant wolf. His twisted neck was covered with dense black scales, and his grinning mouth revealed two slender, venomous snake-like teeth.

The entire existence, except for having a human body and face, hardly resembles a human being. It is like a snapping turtle, a jackal, a venomous snake, a lizard... a combination of countless monsters.

Perhaps, Herman's appearance is considered handsome among black beasts... Ron will not forget that a special black beast once appeared in the game, like a millipede magnified a thousand times.

His pupils, which had completely turned dark red, were filled with resentment. His eyes were still fixed on Ron, his pupils continued to dilate, and a suppressed voice uttered from his throat: "Ron..."

Although his consciousness was confused and some things had been forgotten, he would always remember the name Ron and the man in front of him.

As long as he smells his scent, hears his voice, and sees his person, the strong hatred will make Herman want to tear him into pieces.

"Ron, I'm going to send you to the ground..."

Before he finished speaking, Herman only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of him.

Ron's body had disappeared from where it was.

Brutal collision!

Although Ron is a priest, in order to be able to enter the battlefield in time and treat injured companions, it is completely understandable to learn one or two skills that can move quickly.

The stronger the force, the faster the collision.

Coupled with the blessing of the chant, the figure is like a flashing arc.

Sneak attack!

boom!

The lowered shoulders hit Herman hard.

At that moment, Herman felt as if he had been hit by a giant King Kong elephant. Before he could finish his sentence, his whole body left the ground uncontrollably and flew backwards.

Before he could adjust his posture in mid-air, Ron's body had already ejected, and he swung the round iron-wood staff and hit Herman on the head.

"You are the one who deserves to go to hell!"

Here comes the second chapter, thank you to the bookworm of the Conflict Emperor for the reward, and thank you for your support.