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

Cecilia's body trembled slightly, and after a while, a weak response floated to Ron's ears:

"Ok!"

Ron did not comfort Cecilia. When she was about to face the cruel truth, any comfort was so pale.

Finally, when the sun floated overhead, a chaotic sound of footsteps mixed with a man's voice entered the ears of the two.

Cecilia shuddered and raised her head suddenly. The familiar voice told Cecilia that Malte was back.

Her eyes flicked over, and the next moment, her originally rosy cheeks suddenly became as pale as paper, without any blood.

Right next to Malte, there was another girl.

It was a petite girl who looked very cute, like a butterfly flying among the flowers.

Malte showed a gentle smile on his face. He took the girl to the door of his house, pointed at the brand new brick house, and proudly declared: "Look, Ava, this is the wedding room I prepared for you!"

boom……

Click!

Ron seemed to feel that Cecilia beside him was struck by lightning.

When he looked over, he only saw Cecilia's eyes, which had turned scarlet at some point.

"Brother Malte, I heard that you have a very good relationship with a nun?"

The two people opposite did not know the existence of Ron and Cecilia, and the voices of their voices continued to float.

"Ah, you said Cecilia...Ava, you have to believe me, I have nothing to do with Cecilia. I have never liked her. It was purely because she was bullied when she was a child, and I helped her stand up. It was just once... Actually, I wasn't standing up for her, it was just because her parents gave a sum of money to my parents before they died, asking my parents to help take care of her... Who would have known that this woman would get involved Me."

Cecilia was trembling all over.

Before his death, his parents gave a sum of money to the Malte family? Why did she never know?

take care of?

"Don't worry, I will definitely cut ties with her and won't let that woman affect our married life."

"What's more, that woman has been played around by the top leaders in the church. They just want me to take over. How could I be interested in a woman like that?" Malte said with a smile. He was only interested in Cecilia's money... After all, he didn't have to do anything every month, just said a few sweet words, and he would earn a considerable amount of money. This feeling was really great.

As for Cecilia, will she cause trouble for him after she leaves the church?

God, Cecilia has already left the church, so what is there to worry about?

Pain, pain, pain... heartbreaking pain.

When her husband brought her here, Cecilia had vaguely guessed something about Marte's previous performance.

But when the bloody truth was unfolding in front of her, Cecilia still felt so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Sir, he is really a gentle and cruel person.

what……

Who is it, who is speaking in the ear?

Can't hear clearly.

Cecilia's pretty face showed a silly smile, a little twisted, and her black eyes were wide open.

Ha ha……

Malte, have you been lying to me?

He lied to her for ten years!

Ten years!

Ten years of sweet words are nothing but poison wrapped in a layer of happiness.

Cecilia stood up from the ground silently and walked towards her boyfriend opposite step by step.

The real yandere looks far scarier than the one in the game.

Her hands hung naturally, and a scarlet blood bead slowly emerged on the long fingertip of her right middle finger, as if some mysterious force was sticking to it. The blood bead did not fall to the ground, but instead hung in the air and swayed gently. More and more blood beads appeared, and they gathered together to form a ball.

It squirmed, and then... turned into a scarlet knife!

Chapter 6 is here, 20,000 words have been updated, and I will update it a little later.

Chapter 84 Let’s go and kill someone! (Twenty-five thousand)

Seeing Cecilia's appearance, Ron had a headache. He had already taken precautions in advance, trying not to let Cecilia bear all the stimulation at once, but the speed at which Cecilia turned dark still shocked Ron.

In the game, after knowing the truth, Cecilia suffered a mental breakdown and was corrupted by the evil god.

In the real world, even Ron was affected. Crazy and incomprehensible mutterings and roars began to echo in his ears. The strange sounds had extremely exaggerated penetrating power. Even though Ron had blocked his hearing at the first moment, the sounds still continued to echo in Ron's mind.

Resisting the impact of the mumbling, he looked at Cecilia beside him.

Her beautiful face was extremely distorted, beads of sweat were pouring out of her forehead, and her blood vessels were bulging.

Her body was sometimes tense, sometimes twitching, and the expression on her face was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and sometimes smiling contemptuously.

Only his right arm, tightly gripping the bloody knife, remained unusually calm and motionless from beginning to end.

Deep in her pupils, there seemed to be countless lights and shadows overlapping, weaving into a strange pattern in the hazy light, like a scarlet X, or some kind of strange emblem!

Her body was also faintly shrouded in a layer of scarlet light.

The plot in the game is unfolding in front of Ron.

Although some kind of mysterious sound was also heard, Cecilia was obviously more seriously polluted than Ron, and a scarlet luster was spreading on her originally long black hair.

With her slender and sexy body, she staggered forward step by step, with a strange smile on her face. She gently opened her bright red lips and sang a beautiful nursery rhyme.

But that clear voice, coupled with Cecilia's current appearance, only made Ron's hair stand on end.

Taking a deep breath, Ron regained his will. He stepped forward and grabbed Cecilia's shoulder with his right hand.

He made no attempt to awaken Cecilia with words.

He knows very well that any language is pale and powerless when it is contaminated and eroded.

There is only one way to save Cecilia, the Soul Ferry... Although there are still many secrets on the Soul Ferry, there is no doubt that it is Ron's territory.

The Soul Ferry has a mysterious power that even gods cannot easily set foot in. Once you enter the Soul Ferry, you can isolate Cecilia from the evil gods' invasion.

But just when Ron's right hand landed on Cecilia's shoulder, a strange scene happened. The scarlet light that had almost enveloped Cecilia's entire body receded like a tide, as if it had sensed something.

Even the whispers in my ears no longer exist.

Ron was slightly startled by this abnormality. It was the evil god's pollution.

When did the evil god become so easy to talk to?

Subconsciously, Ron raised his head and looked at the sky above his head. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a huge bronze throne stained with scarlet blood.

This weird feeling only lasted for a short moment, maybe not even a second, before Ron's consciousness returned to normal.

It seemed like the evil god who was polluting Cecilia gave him a face and retreated on his own initiative.

But, he is just Ron, a scholar of ancient writing, a half-baked pastor, and a false prophet. Does he have such a great reputation?

Ron scratched his hair, not knowing why.

On the other hand, Cecilia beside her, after the evil god's erosion subsided, her body shivered violently, and her pretty face turned pale in an instant.

She didn't know what had just happened. She seemed to have entered a very strange state. An indescribable sound echoed in her ears. Driven by this sound, there was only darkness and gloom in her heart as thick as blood plasma.

She just wanted to listen to the sound of blood spurting and bones breaking, as if it was the most beautiful music in the world.

But now, the weird feeling subsided, leaving only the fear that made her whole body shiver.

With her eyes widened, Cecilia looked up at Ron, with an expression on her face that looked like she was about to cry: "Sir, I..."

Ron exhaled slowly and threw away the messy thoughts that had just appeared in his heart. He smiled at Cecilia and patted her head gently:

"I have everything."

The same voice, Cecilia couldn't bear it anymore, the betrayal of her boyfriend, the shattered expectations and hopes for many years, the fear of losing control in the blood, everything, all burst out at this moment, her thin shoulders kept shaking, she was like a little girl, wow, she cried.

Ron smiled and gently stroked Cecilia's soft long hair, trying to bring Cecilia some comfort:

"It's okay, it's okay."

He wasn't very comforting.

It always felt like he was not comforting a girl, but an abandoned kitten.

By the way... I'm going to cry, can you stop shaking your hands?

From the corner of Ron's eyes, he could even see the scarlet bloody knife held tightly in Cecilia's palm.

By the way, didn't the evil god give him a favor and disappear on his own initiative? Why is this bloody knife still there?

Is it possible to say that Cecilia now has the same power as in the game, but she is not as crazy as in the game?

Hey, don't move around. Really, someone could die if you're not careful.

Ron's eyes slowly moved away from the girl in his arms and fell on Malte opposite. This man didn't hear the movement on the corner, and maybe even if he heard it, he didn't care much.

He just happily hugged his engaged fiancée, told her how perfect his new house was, and promised her that he would have a grand wedding in a few days.

Ron's eyes were somewhat cold.

It is worthy of being the seventeenth ranked NPC in the game that players want to kill the most.

This guy is disgusting just standing there.

Malte and Ava have already entered the house, and the man wants to take his fiancée to see the interior decoration.

Cecilia in her arms seemed to have vented a lot of the emotions accumulated in her chest. Although her shoulders were still shaking, and her nose could be heard sniffling from time to time, at least she no longer cried like a little girl. .

She took a deep breath and reluctantly left Ron's arms. The gentleman was very gentle, but this gentleness was not an excuse for her wanton behavior.

Seeing the wet part of the priest's robe, Cecilia blushed: "I'm sorry, sir, your clothes..."

"Well..." Before Cecilia could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ron: "If Marte died in front of you now, would you still be sad?"

Cecilia was stunned for a moment, then shook her head:

"I'm not that lowly enough to feel sad for someone who has been squeezing money from me and cheating on my feelings."

How strong the love was in the past, how deep the hatred is now!

This answer was crisp and clear, worthy of the Bloody Nun.

It is indeed an existence that can be watched by evil gods.

"Then do you still want to kill him with your own hands now?" Ron raised his eyebrows and asked again.

Cecilia's breathing stagnated slightly, and there was finally a slight hesitation on her face.

Before she was awakened by Ron, she seemed to be immersed in scarlet plasma, and there was only one thought left in her chest, and that was... kill!

Kill all the hateful things that stand in front of you, leaving no one behind.

Even after being awakened by her husband, she still hated that man, and this would never change.

Ten years of deception.

Ten years of false happiness.

The destruction of ten years of expectations.

A girl, the betrayal of the purest love for ten years.

Those who have not experienced it cannot possibly understand the torment Cecilia is going through. But Cecilia is slightly resistant to killing Marte.

Maybe it’s the influence of the church over the past ten years, or maybe it’s just because he doesn’t want to get his hands dirty. The most important thing is that Cecilia knows very well that she is just a serving nun. She does not have a high status or strong strength. If she really kills Malte, will it bring trouble to her husband?

Seeing Cecilia's complicated expression, Ron understood what she was thinking.

However, the resentment accumulated in the heart always needs to be vented.

There is no reason for only a girl, Cecilia, to bear this suffering!

Ron moved his arms and said, "Let's go."

"What to do?"

"kill!"