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

By the window, Issa opened his hands, and densely packed lightsabers fell towards Ron's position like raindrops.

At the door, Melville's body turned into a stream of light, holding a spear, and stabbed directly in the narrow room that was not suitable for knights to fight.

In an instant, the sharp gun tip was almost touching Ron's body.

Just then, Ron snapped his fingers.

Extreme dodge!

The next moment, Ron's body suddenly twisted in an incredible way, retreating two meters in an extremely subtle arc, avoiding attacks from the left and right.

The dense rain of divine light swords shrouded Melville.

It seemed as if Melville took the initiative to bear the magic, and as if Issa's attack was prepared for Melville.

when!

when!when!when!when!

The head of the gun was filled with bright red light, and the divine light sword rain shattered one by one.

Ron's position was not far from the window, and the spear head that had just shattered the sword rain was pierced directly into Isa's chest. It seemed that that was his original target!

Although Ron looked down on Melville, he had to admit that Melville was really very powerful.

He is younger than Serafina, but stronger than Serafina.

Of course, only he himself knows how much water Melville, the so-called once-in-a-century genius of the Copperfield family, has.

As the only legitimate son of the family, Melville has had high hopes since he was a child. He is loved by the entire family and has never stopped using various magical medicines in practice. To put it bluntly, Melville has a large part in his strength. They were all caused by taking magic potions.

However, whether Melville worked hard on his own or poured it out with magic potion, strength is strength.

Isa's incredibly powerful divine sword rain was easily shattered, and the sharp gun tip, wrapped in red flames, went straight to the chest of the Hell Judge, trying to kill the Hell Judge with one shot.

Melville was completely convinced that if he didn't kill this cleric, he would have no chance of killing Ron.

When he thought of this, the magic power in his body was mobilized again, and the red light on the tip of the gun gradually evolved into a ferocious thing that looked like a dragon head.

Faintly, you can even hear the roar of the fire dragon.

Issa's face also changed drastically, and a ball of light suddenly burst out in his originally cloudy eyes. It seemed that it was absolutely impossible to kill Ron without killing this heroic knight.

After all, this guy is Ron's younger brother, and there is no way he would watch his brother being killed.

It has to be said that Issa and Melville are a perfect match, and their spirits are highly compatible.

Isa's lips moved quickly. For a strong man at the level of the Inquisitor of Hell, the magic spell did not even need to be chanted out loud.

His hands quickly opened, and a dazzling light burst out from the front of his chest, condensing into a shining light shield.

boom……

The next moment, Melville's gun head exploded against the light shield.

A violent impact, accompanied by a loud roar, instantly dissipated.

The glass and windows in the room were shattered into pieces in an instant, the curtains were twisted into pieces, and the magic chandelier on the ceiling exploded.

The surging energy surged through the room like a tsunami, and wherever it went, the solid walls were covered with dense cracks.

In the room, the temperature soared suddenly, and the space in front of me seemed to be inexplicably distorted.

Melville's unreserved attack was too much for even the Inquisitor of Hell to withstand. The light shield cracked and his whole body was blown away.

After flying for dozens of meters, he reluctantly stopped. His body hovered in mid-air, trembling suddenly, and a trace of bright red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Melville's palms were also numb and his mouth was cracked.

Seeing Isa being knocked away, he did not even take the opportunity to kill Ron, as if he was worried that when he turned around to kill Ron, he would be ambushed by the priest. He wanted to kill Ron, but between killing Ron and his own life, Melville undoubtedly valued the latter more. The worst thing was that Ron disappeared, and for a while, he could not find him, so Melville could only focus on Isa.

The sole of his foot stomped hard on the ground, and with a bang, the floor cracked instantly. Melville's body was ejected directly from the window, and the spear came out of his hand, like a meteor flying across the sky, towards the Inquisitor of Hell. .

Boom...boom...boom...

This is a battle between magicians and knights.

Brilliant magic and ferocious martial arts roared.

Compared with the current conflict, the previous assassinations of the second-generation nobles against the imperial guards and executioners were nothing short of childish. The violent attacks even shook the building of the Sykes Hotel.

The entire building was crumbling, as if it might collapse at any time.

Many guests staying in the hotel could not bear this fear and fled from their rooms in panic, not even taking care of their luggage. The waiters yawned, put away the gold, silver and copper coins in the cabinet, and slowly walked outside with the crowd.

Only Ron, after dispelling the invisibility spell that Charlene had cast on him, stayed in the room very quietly, completely ignoring the light flashing outside the window from time to time. He even prepared a cup of coffee for himself leisurely, and then slowly walked away. He walked to the window, glanced at the movement outside the window, and Ron opened his mouth: "Don't fight anymore."

With only his own voice echoing in the empty room, Ron felt a little embarrassed without anyone to compliment him.

He even pulled up a chair and sat at the window to talk.

From the perspective of absolute strength and realm, it is obvious that Melville is slightly higher than Issa... really only a little bit, not too much, one star and two stars.

However, in terms of actual combat experience, Issa far surpasses Melville.

Melville is like a raging giant ape, causing smoke and dust wherever he goes.

Issa is like an insidious snake, and a counterattack from time to time can pose a considerable threat to Melville.

Charlene appeared quietly behind Ron.

At all times, this woman was like a ghost walking in the dark, without making any noise. The broken glass reflected Charlene's sexy body under her tight leather jacket.

Seeing her master sitting peacefully by the window, Charlene felt an inexplicable fear in her heart.

It was as if the person sitting there was not a person, but a cunning demon, playing with the fate of others.

Obviously these two people came to kill him, but because of his simple plan and one sentence, he started fighting first, and they were still fighting to the death.

Is this really a prophet, a follower of the goddess of dawn?

Why does it feel like this guy is more like a descendant of the God of Shadow and Deception?

"Now...Charlene, who do you think can win between the two of them?" Ron asked abruptly.

Charlene silently turned her gaze towards the two people fighting outside: "Judge."

In Charlene's view, this was normal. Although Melville showed greater strength, this fighting method caused extremely serious damage to magic power, and he could not last long.

On the contrary, the judge, although he looks very embarrassed, consumes very little magic power, and the situation will be reversed in a short time.

"Let's make a bet. I bet Melville will win." Ron raised his eyebrows and said.

Charlene rolled her eyes at Ron. He was a prophet. She was not stupid enough to bet with a prophet, but she couldn't help but asked: "Why?"

"Because of the gun in Melville's hand."

Ron drank the coffee in his hand and said quietly.

That gun is not only a purple-gold epic weapon, but also a holy relic.

That was the heirloom weapon of the Copperfield family. When this gun appeared in Melfield's hands, it basically meant that the Copperfield family had already recognized that this was the next generation patriarch of the family.

He is worthy of being the legitimate son, being so doted on.

This gun is called Aige's Fang.

The main forging material is the teeth of the nine-headed giant python Aiger. At the same time, a remnant soul of the nine-headed giant python Aiger is also sealed in the gun body.

Once the remnant soul is released, Aig's fangs will burst out with terrifying power, infinitely close to legendary weapons.

Of course, this move also places a huge burden on itself... It seems that Melville won't be able to hold on for long.

laugh!

Spears shot across the air.

The red flame clearly divided the space in front of him into two layers: upper and lower.

The extreme scorching heat caused the surrounding space to distort.

The Hell Judge's body crackled and shattered like glass.

Melville felt agitated, over-stimulating his magic power, and Melville's face turned red. He could feel how serious the consumption in his body was.

But what makes Melville even more irritated is that even though he has used everything he has learned throughout his life, he has not been able to cause too serious harm to the Inquisitor of Hell from beginning to end.

This guy, who is not a magician, is simply a damn flea, jumping around, no matter how embarrassed he looks, he can escape within the slightest chance.

If you really can't avoid it, you can rely on the Dawn Shield to withstand it.

On the contrary, because of several sneak attacks by the Hell Judge, the armor on his body was full of cracks.

It can't go on like this!

Seeing the body of the Judge of Hell shattering like a mirror, Melville shook his spear and turned back to stab behind him as usual.

This kind of scene has appeared countless times, and Melville is used to it.

But soon, Melville's expression changed slightly. The tip of the gun did not touch anything, and he did not notice the slightest fluctuation of magic power behind him.

Before he had time to react, a figure suddenly appeared on the right side. It was none other than Isa, the Judge of Hell who had disappeared before.

With a flick of his finger, the magic that had been prepared was instantly released, and a beam of light shot out at an extremely fast speed.

With a pop, Melville's body trembled suddenly, and a small hole was penetrated in his waist. There were traces of burned flesh and blood near the hole.

One waist was wasted.

Melville's face instantly turned pale.

And Isa would not waste even a second at this moment. He had already opened his hands and his lips were moving rapidly, indicating that the next powerful magic was about to come.

The situation is not good.

The injuries on his body were very serious. If he could not receive timely treatment, he might not be able to save his waist.

Melville's heart skipped a beat, he turned the spear in his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Eiger's fangs, free."

hum...

Red chains suddenly emerged from the spear.

The next moment, there was a snap and all the chains shattered.

Black phantoms of giant pythons suddenly appeared from the spears. They opened their bloody mouths and exposed their sharpest fangs.

Like a black storm, it swept forward.

Isa's expression changed drastically.

He instinctively felt the danger, and the magic he was preparing stopped instantly, and he wanted to use the magic of mirror travel that he had used many times before to escape from here.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the narrow eyes of a giant python were already staring at him, and Issa's lips and neck instantly turned into pale stone.

petrochemical.

The magic was forcibly interrupted.

The next moment, the remaining eight giant pythons wrapped themselves around and tightened immediately.

Crunch, crunch, crunch...

All of a sudden, a heart-wrenching sound was heard.

It is unknown how many bones were crushed by the giant python. The body of the Hell Judge has been twisted beyond recognition, and blood clots containing fragments of internal organs are constantly spurting out of his open mouth.

The open mouth kept moving back and forth across the body of the Inquisitor of Hell, taking away a piece of bright red flesh with each pass.

Not long after, the majestic Judge of Hell was devoured by nine giant pythons.

The nine giant pythons returned, and the red chains appeared on the gun body again.

In mid-air, there was a bloody wind.

Melville's body finally landed on the ground. He gasped for breath and could feel the emptiness in his body. Freeing Aiger's fangs had consumed a large amount of blood, making Melville's face extremely pale.

But no matter what, this damn cleric, Ron's lackey, was finally killed.

When he took a break, Ron would be the next to die.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for successfully surviving the Vice Pope's revenge and receiving the mission reward: free control attribute points +500! 】

Ron finally stood up: "It's time for us to take the stage."

He jumped up and jumped out of the window.

Looking around, it was a mess.