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

He wiped the liquid on his forehead, which was not sure whether it was blood or sweat, and looked down at Hermann.

This man's head has grown back, but the pride and flamboyance on his face are no longer there.

Even the hatred for Ron disappeared, and only the fear of dying was left in his wide eyes, even though Ron who was trampled on him was already bruised, covered in blood, and was crumbling.

But in Herman's heart, there was no thought of resistance.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I don't want Irelia anymore, it's all yours, it's all yours, I won't compete with you anymore..."

The departure of his father seemed to have shattered his last bit of pride. He just kept repeating himself neurotically, wanting to stay alive.

Ron didn't answer, but silently grabbed the ironwood staff again.

Looking at the dark staff, Hermann's body was shaking violently.

"No, no, no... no..."

He shook his head and screamed like a madman. He wanted to live. Only when he was about to die did he realize how precious life was.

For the first time, he felt regret in his heart. Perhaps, he should not have gone against Ron in the first place.

Unfortunately, it’s too late to regret!

"It's time for you to die..."

boom!

The ironwood staff fell and hit Herman's chest hard.

This time, there will be no interruptions!

Herman's chest shattered like ceramic!

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Chapter 65 Ron’s soul disappeared (early morning)

The skin on Herman's chest no longer looked human, like stiff porcelain.

The skin, flesh, and even the ribs inside were all shattered under the impact of the iron and wooden staff, revealing a still-wriggling lump of meat inside!

There were footsteps behind them, and Vergil and Serafina, who had been knocked away before, finally returned.

They wanted to help, but the fierce impact prevented them from even getting close to the battlefield... Even if it was just a magic projection, the Vice-Pope was still the Vice-Pope after all.

Seeing what was in Hermann's chest, they both gasped and their faces turned pale.

Serafina's throat was crawling and she might spit it out at any time.

What is that?

A grey-brown lump of shapeless meat.

The surface had already rotted, emitting a disgusting stench and flowing with sticky juice.

The middle of the meat piece split into four petals, like some kind of weird mouth, or like the petals of a plant. Countless slimy black threads came out of it, densely packed, like countless slender iron worms, and they seemed ugly. The stamens!

Ron reluctantly opened his mouth, and his teeth looked particularly white against the blood-covered face:

"This...is the black beast!"

Raise the ironwood staff again.

Snapped!

Squeak!

With an indescribable sound, the ironwood staff smashed the ugly piece of meat into a pulp.

Without the protection of its shell, the black beast's body appears extremely fragile.

Waves of stinging pain and fainting swept over him, Ron's body shook and he fell to the ground!

This was the time when Ron was at his weakest after traveling to this world, and his strength was almost exhausted. Although the protection of Hercules allowed Ron to have abilities far beyond his own limits in a short period of time, he could withstand the attack of Vice-Pope Apu. The first wave of attacks also caused a huge overdraft on Ron's body.

Moreover, even if he resisted that wave of offensive, under the blazing white light pillar, Ron did not die, but still suffered serious trauma.

Ron has managed to hold on until now purely by relying on his willpower.

Even though every muscle, skin, tendon or bone in his body was emitting severe pain, and his entire body was twitching as if he was being electrocuted, Ron still had a smile on his face.

In the confrontation with the repairman, he won!

Even if he knows that Herman is just a small pawn in the repairman's hands, losing this pawn will make the repairman furious, and the world line will be closed again, which will definitely be more terrifying.

But so what? At least this time, he defeated fate... It was a small but hopeful victory.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for successfully surviving and receiving the reward: Ostara's fragment! 】

[The system prompts that it is trying to reshape the world line and is looking at you. ]

Interfered with the attempt! 】

[Beep, the system prompts that the repairman is repairing the world line again...]

In Ron's ears, the voice of System Elsa echoed, but Ron had no time to think about it. His consciousness fell into complete darkness.

Serafina rushed forward quickly, not caring about the blood on Ron's body, and hugged Ron in her arms.

Looking at the man in her arms, Seraphina felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. Her slender fingers stroked Ron's blood-stained cheek, but a smile appeared on her face.

With Ron, Serafina knew for the first time what it meant to be a man!

Beside him, Virgil was chanting a healing spell, and soft white light surrounded Ron's body.

Ron needed treatment, his injuries were too serious.

Under the white light, the dense wounds on Ron's body slowly healed.

Bata...bata...bata...

Crisp footsteps came from behind.

Virgil and Seraphina's eyes narrowed slightly.

Virgil continued the healing spell, and Seraphina's free hand was silently placed on the hilt of the sword.

Not Irelia.

Although Irelia's Hymn is very powerful and can even turn the tide of battle to some extent, it cannot change the fact that Irelia herself is weak.

This battle is not one that Irelia can participate in. After applying Psalm, Irelia has returned to the church.

Moreover, if the visitor were Irelia, seeing Ron in such miserable condition, she would definitely run over desperately, instead of taking such a slow and unhurried pace.

Who is coming?

If the other party hadn't deliberately revealed their footsteps, they wouldn't have even noticed the other party's approach.

In other words, the opponent's strength is at least heroic level, and stronger than Serafina. Having just experienced a battle, and with Ron being seriously injured and needing protection, this was definitely the worst situation.

But, even so, neither Virgil nor Serafina abandoned Ron.

Clang!

The sword is unsheathed.

He held Ron in one hand, but the sword was already pointing behind him.

Right in front of Serafina and Virgil was a nun who looked very ordinary.

He is 1.6 meters tall, neither tall nor short.

Well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin.

Her facial features were extremely ordinary, and there was nothing memorable about her.

It's the kind of thing that is lost in a crowd and can't be found in a blink of an eye.

But it was such a nun who made Seraphina feel terrified, and her palms, which were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, were covered with a layer of fine sweat.

It was an indescribable feeling... She stood there, but it was as if she had never existed.

Seraphina had to wink at Virgil, indicating that Virgil should take Ron away first, and she would intercept the nun.

Although, she will most likely die here.

However, Virgil, who was usually very shrewd and cunning, was acting rather slow at this time. He seemed to have not received his signal at all and stood motionless in place.

A few seconds later, Virgil took a deep breath, drew a sunburst shape on his chest with his fingers, bent down, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Deina... I almost didn't recognize you!"

She was obviously a nun she had met several times, but she almost didn't recognize her... Virgil was in a complicated mood. He did not have Alzheimer's disease. It was just that the nun in front of him was too special.

The Forgotten One, Grand Sister Deina!

The Church of the Goddess of Dawn, the head of the seven nuns who govern the 130,000 nuns of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

The Great Saint, Christian’s Servant!

Just like her title, no matter how many times I see her, I will subconsciously forget her. She is like a real ghost, floating under the quiet night sky.

"Put down your sword, Serafina." Virgil rubbed his forehead and said to Serafina.

If Deina really wanted to take action, there was no point in resisting.

Seraphina bit her lips lightly, and after a brief hesitation, she finally retracted the magic sword.

Deina did not continue to approach, but glanced at Ron who was covered in blood, then at Herman who had his heart smashed on the ground, and Alik who had been stabbed twice in the waist, and slowly Opening:

"Herman was contaminated by the evil god and fell into madness. Father Alik died in the battle to stop the monster from wreaking havoc."

Her voice was just like her existence, ethereal, yet it had the power to bring peace and tranquility to people's hearts. The tension in Virgil and Seraphina's hearts was gradually soothed.

Virgil let out a long breath. He understood that the killing of Alik and Herman would not be held accountable by the church's higher-ups.

At the church headquarters, Vice Pope Apraun Montgomery will naturally be dealt with by the Great Saint Christian.

This is normal.

As the wife of the vice-pope, the great saint naturally did not have the slightest fondness for Hermann, an illegitimate son.

Although she is a great saint, Virgil has heard that Her Majesty Christian is extremely tolerant in other aspects, but she is extremely jealous in this aspect. She even exploded two of Ap Montgomery's balls because of this incident... ...Ahem, it must be fake.

No matter what, the gentle and kind-hearted Queen of the Great Saint will not be so rude!

After the voice fell, Deina walked over to Ron. This time, Serafina did not continue to stop him.

Gazing across Ron, who was covered in blood, Deina's expression remained unchanged. Her hands were intertwined in front of her chest, and her thin lips sang an ethereal and crisp voice:

“I pray for the grace of the goddess;”

“You will not fall into the abyss;”

"Your sins have been forgiven..."

The singing voice floats in the night sky, carrying the power to shake the soul. Her voice is really beautiful.

As Deina sang, the blood stuck to Ron's body in Seraphina's arms began to boil, and then the blood flowed upstream, along the tiny wounds, and re-entered Ron's body.

Broken capillaries re-heal.

The disordered tendons returned to normal.

Broken bones rejoined.

Until finally, the countless small cracks disappeared completely.

Virgil's throat moved slightly, this was... a hymn.

The healing power of the hymn is countless times more powerful than the healing technique he just used.

As long as you have one breath, you can be dragged back from the gate of hell.

Ron's complexion had returned to its rosy color, and his breathing had become even. Except for the fact that he hadn't opened his eyes yet, he looked as peaceful as if he was asleep. Virgil and Seraphina both breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Deina's smooth forehead wrinkled slightly.

She tilted her head, seeming a little confused... Why hasn't Ron woken up yet?

This is not normal.

"Your Excellency, Ron... when will he wake up?" Serafina asked in a low voice.

Deina didn't answer, she just approached again and placed a small hand on Ron's forehead.