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

But, why?

Why did Partridge fake his death? As a sage, his strength is at the top of the world. Even if he is really alive to this day, there will be no problem at all. I can't think of any need for him to fake his death.

Christian's face looked even more ugly.

To others, the news that Patrich was still alive was a shock, but that was all. But to Christian, it meant something completely different...

The prophet predicted that she would enter Partridge's tomb and then... die at Partridge's hands.

Rao Shitian was very confident in his own strength, and he was definitely not arrogant enough to think that he could compete with the sages from thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years ago, the sage Partridge was already the second best in the world. Except for Archibald, the blasphemer, no one could rival Partridge.

After another long thousand years, no one could imagine how exaggerated Patridge's strength would be.

After a long time, Christian sighed quietly.

She finally understood what Ron meant.

You have a glimpse of your destiny, and you know when and how you will die. You want to change your destiny against the will of heaven, but you have no hope at all. You can only wait for death to come in depression and despair.

This may be the cruelest punishment in the world.

For a moment, Christiane's gaze towards Ron became complicated. For the first time, she understood what kind of weight Ron was bearing.

This man's will is much stronger than imagined.

Christian admired few people, Ron was the only one who admired him.

There was silence in the room.

Irelia gently placed the porridge in front of Ron. Ron didn't care about the atmosphere around him. He picked up the bowl and drank slowly. His cold body gradually became warm.

His eyes drifted quietly to the window, but quickly turned away.

After filling his stomach again, Ron finally felt completely alive.

He seemed to feel that the deception was not enough. Christian's shocked, depressed, and even frightened eyes made him feel inexplicably happy.

Deceiving people is really addictive.

He got worse.

"My Majesty the Great Saint, you have been immersed in the anger of the past. You will not forgive Apu. You hate every man in this world and reject every woman."

"This is a huge whirlpool. If you don't struggle hard, you will only sink deeper and deeper. Your future will be very bleak, and you will be alone until you grow old and die."

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Ron spoke unhurriedly. He was like a master who had seen through everything: "This is the cage you built for yourself, and only you can break it. If you can't even break the cage you have set for yourself, If you can’t break through the restrictions, how can you break free from the shackles of fate?”

Boom... click.

Christian's body shook violently, and his face instantly turned pale.

Her pretty lips trembled softly, and she wanted to refute: "But..."

"I know what you want to say. I'm not defending Apraun Montgomery. For what that bastard did, he deserves to be cut into pieces and his bones pulverized into ashes..." Ron shrugged. "Even as a man, I also think that guy is very shameful... But Apu is Apu. Why should you implicate others because of Apu? Why should you punish yourself because of a shameless man?"

"Your biggest enemy is not Apu, but you."

"Those who can defeat themselves are truly powerful."

"Christian, you don't want to die miserable and alone, do you?"

Ron smoothly repeated the words he once said to Agnes and then to Christian. Those words could fool Agnes, and it felt like they could also fool Christian.

The room was quiet except for Ron's voice!

Virgil was shocked. He really didn't expect that this wonderful way of speaking could be used here.

The expression on Christian's face gradually changed from heavy to confused, and then he seemed to understand something, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Defeat yourself?

Seeing Christian racking his brains and thinking seriously, Ron's lips trembled slightly.

He had to admit that these overused lines from the second-rate anime and second-rate online novels he saw in his previous life were quite effective in fooling people.

A being of the level of the Great Saintess was fooled, but she actually started to think seriously.

Not only the Great Saint, but also Seraphina, Gerald and others had serious expressions on their faces, as if they were carefully savoring what he had just said.

Even Virgil, who had always thought Ron was a charlatan, put away the frivolity on his face...

Is this what it feels like to be a master when you fool a large group of people at once? That scene made Ron want to laugh...but he had received professional training and would not laugh easily unless...

Ron really didn't smile. He could hardly hold back his smile, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth froze in the next moment.

call……

Suddenly, a strange sound of wind was heard in the room with closed doors and windows.

The magic chandelier on the ceiling swayed, and the light in the room was misty.

Whether it was the moonlight outside the window or the light emitted by the magic lamp, they all seemed to be attracted by something. The light bent in mid-air, drawing round arcs and focusing on the Saint Christian.

Under the light, Christian seemed to turn into a little sun.

However, it is not as dazzling as the scorching sun, but as gentle as the rising sun.

Christian's eyes were slightly lowered, his face was solemn, and his beautiful cheeks looked more beautiful, holy, and elegant at this time.

Her long golden hair swayed and her skirt flew.

A small vortex seemed to form around the plump carcass, swallowing up the light gathered around it.

hum!

Then, the small room shook violently.

The energy further away has also been mobilized, through the walls, through the door, through the glass, surging in the room.

The curtains rattled.

Those energies gathered together, as if evolving into small streams, following different trajectories and converging into the same goal.

And the aura released by the Great Saint Christian is getting stronger and stronger...

Virgil left the house immediately and stood guard at the door, strictly prohibiting anyone from getting too close.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that Christian is at the critical moment of breaking through the realm and must not be interfered with in any way.

Ron's lips were really trembling.

Warnema.

He just said a few random words, is he really so powerful?

Could it be that this great saint really defeated the other self in her heart and defeated herself?

Do you want to be so nonsense?

When did it become so easy to break through the realm?

Especially for a legendary master like the Great Saint... Shouldn't it be extremely difficult for such a being to break through a star level every time?

Given Ron's temperament, he couldn't help but feel strong jealousy in his heart. It was obviously him who said these words, but why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

However, this jealousy only lasted for a moment.

Ron knew that this great saint would become his from now on... Ron meant someone who could be used by him!

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Chapter 76 Stay tonight! (Please vote for whatever you want)

This is a rather slow process.

Until late in the night, the vortex on Christian's body suddenly expanded. In an instant, not just the room, but the entire church branch, and even the entire city of Larnaca, all the energy disappeared in an instant. The energy vacuum for a moment made people feel helpless. The illusion of breathing.

What was once a trickle turned into a tornado.

Christian, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly opened his arms, and his majestic chest seemed to be embracing something, allowing all the amazing energy to sink into his body.

After a long time, the whirlpool on his body gradually disappeared.

The flying long hair also fell slowly.

From the outside, the Great Saint has not changed at all, but she seems to be a different person.

The long golden hair was even brighter, as if it was made of gold threads. Her skin, which was already as delicate as jade, had no flaws at all. It was faintly visible and even emitted a hazy luster.

Christian was originally in his thirties, but at this moment, he suddenly looked ten years younger.

The fullness of a mature woman and the vitality of a girl are perfectly integrated in her body.

Christian finally opened his eyes, and in an instant, the sun was rising in his golden eyes.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty the Great Saint, your strength has improved again." Virgil's timely flattery came from the door.

Gerald and Serafina were also full of envy... They were also comprehending what Ron said.

However, after all, there is no such excellent understanding as the Great Saint.

They only felt that what Ron said before was profound and mysterious, but they could not break through directly like the Great Saint.

There was a smile on the face of the great saint, and the corners of her mouth turned up, making this already beautiful face even more attractive... Christian didn't even know how long it had been since she smiled.

She has been trapped in the legendary eight stars for a long time and has not made any progress in several years.

But after comprehending what Mr. Ron said, this level suddenly collapsed, and her strength reached the legendary nine stars, or even the peak of nine stars. With just a bottle of magic potion, Christian believed that she could successfully enter the destruction level.

That is the power that can directly destroy a city.

In the entire Twilight Continent, except for the Dragon Clan, no other race has given birth to a strong man of this level for hundreds of years.

If he enters the destruction level, I wonder if he can give it a try with Partridge?

Christian let out a long breath and looked at Ron. She had to admit that although this man was not strong, his state of mind was far beyond hers.

She knew better than anyone how precious Ron's guidance was to her.

He has a heart for the world and is kind and kind.

With a huge pressure on his shoulders, he still runs around the world just to save people.

Although he killed Herman, it probably wasn't because Herman had offended him, and it certainly wasn't because Herman was Irelia's ex-fiancé...

She already knew from Deina that Herman had already turned into a monster and became the lackey of the young god's resurrection, which would definitely bring huge disaster to Larnaca City.

That's why Mr. turned into a blood-handed angel and killed Herman with his own hands without any hesitation to offend Apu.

In order not to implicate Seraphina, Irelia, and Virgil, he did the entire process himself, focusing the hatred of Apraun Montgomery on himself.

He was magnanimous, and she also wanted to kill her husband, but he still guided her in the way forward.

He is optimistic and open-minded, knowing that his death is coming, but he does not look forward to it. His soul even enters the front, peeks into more of the future, and guides people in the direction of progress.

What a noble person this is!

Such a heart, such a character.

Perhaps, in the entire Twilight Continent, this person is the only one who can bear the title of priest.

There was no longer any disgust for men in Christian's eyes, and she only looked at Ron with gratitude. She even saluted Ron as a great saint.

Sir, you deserve this courtesy.

"Sir, thank you for your advice."

Ron's lips twitched slightly. It would be great if he could give himself this power.

Of course, it was impossible for Ron to say this. He just had an incomprehensible smile on his face: "Christian, this is the result of your own efforts and has nothing to do with me."

Oh, look at how humble and polite...

This is the true master.

A true prophet.

A true saint.

Christian looked at Ron with even more admiration: "Sir, after the incident in Larnaca City is over, I hope you can go to the headquarters of the Church of the Dawn Goddess. The position of the Holy Son has always been vacant!"

“No one is qualified to be the Son but you.”