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

The worst thing is that her consciousness and her soul are satisfied, but her body is still empty.

Satisfied on one side and empty on the other, it constitutes a torture comparable to hell.

She even said that she couldn't even control her body normally. She tried to use secret techniques to calm down her body, but the inexplicable sound coming from her lips due to torture always interrupted the spell.

She felt as if there was a huge whirlpool that was constantly pulling her down.

When I saw this man again, the urge to fall became even stronger.

She didn't understand. She had obviously cut off the connection with that woman, but when she saw this man, her reaction was still so strong. The night wind blew by, and the cool feeling gave the witch goosebumps all over her body.

Her little hands seemed a little out of control, and the tips of her fingers were trembling.

There seemed to be some kind of mysterious aura about this man, which made her want to taste it, want to feel it, tempting her to sink and fall!

The same blessing from Celios, perhaps due to the previous consciousness manipulation technique, caused Lydia to connect with Irelia, which made her feel far deeper than Dolores and Christian, and the influence was stronger. .

Lydia took a deep breath and suppressed the heat and impulse in her body with great willpower. She stared at Ron with her scarlet eyes: "Mr. Ron, I apologize to you for what happened before."

"But Melville really can't die. You should know how terrible your grandfather is. He dotes on Melville the most! You know very well what consequences killing Melville will bring to you, not only You, and even the friends and women around you, will inevitably be implicated."

"You don't want your lover to be in danger, right?"

This witch lady, did you come back from your childhood?

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Chapter 100 Ron must die (1)

"You don't want your lover to be in danger, right?"

Ron raised his eyebrows. It was interesting that this was the first time someone had used such a threat on him.

He even had the urge to laugh.

Want to kill yourself, just say a deep apology and end it?

Perhaps, in the eyes of Lydia, who is both a witch and the third princess, she is really just an insignificant ant and cannot be compared with Melville.

As for Vera, the so-called sister...

In the game, this is not a character that players will hate, but now Ron is very curious. If he was lying on the ground and was about to be killed, would Vera still plead for mercy like she does now?

It was obvious that the consciousness of the original owner of the body had long since disappeared, but at this moment, Ron still felt a slight sadness.

"Isn't war what you long for?" Ron spoke slowly, his eyes scanning Vera in front of him, and then looking at Lydia: "You guys long for war, but this war is best obtained at the expense of me. Yes, you won’t be able to bear it when it’s Melville’s turn to die?”

Melville's face was twisted together due to pain, and he finally showed a proud smile. Combined with the dirt and blood on his face, he looked as ferocious as a ghost.

He laughed wildly with excitement. Even though he was in a miserable situation, it looked like he was the ultimate winner.

His body was wriggling and struggling desperately on the ground. He grabbed Aige's fangs with one hand and used the red spear to replace his broken left leg, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

"Hey……"

Melville smiled strangely, grinning at Ron, revealing his bloodshot teeth: "Do you understand, idiot? People are not born equal."

"I am the legitimate son. My mother is the cousin of the king of Spang Theocracy. I was born to inherit the Copperfield family."

"And you are just a despicable bastard, and your mother is just a dirty maid. You want to fight with me? You are not qualified at all."

Suddenly, Melville seemed to remember something, and he became even more excited. If he hadn't broken a leg, he would have even danced: "Ah, by the way, do you think you have hidden your mother very well?" good?"

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, hehehehe, she...is dead."

This guy, just like in the game, likes to have a mean mouth... In the game, I don’t know how many players killed Melville because they couldn’t stand his extremely mean mouth.

Melville was very proud, he couldn't wait to see Ron, because after hearing the news, he looked so sad that he was about to go crazy.

However, no.

Ron was unusually calm.

This made Melville particularly uncomfortable, as if he had punched the cotton with all his strength, and his chest was filled with tightness.

He didn't understand why Ron wasn't sad, why he wasn't so sad that he went crazy, why could he be so calm?

It's like, that's not his mother.

Well, that is indeed not Ron's real mother. Ron has no feelings for that woman who he has never met and has never even appeared in the game. Naturally, he will not be sad because of that woman's death... However, after all, he has occupied this body, so he should regard it as a small reward to the original owner of the body.

Ron suddenly grinned and smiled at Melville.

Melville didn't understand what Ron's smile meant, but Ron's right hand had already stretched out like lightning and grabbed Melville's shoulder. Vera behind him trembled violently and her face turned pale in an instant: "Ron... don't..."

laugh!

Before he even finished speaking, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

Melville's left arm was suddenly pulled off his shoulder by Ron.

That's right, the skin was torn open, the bones and fascia were twisted, and they were pulled off.

A flash of scarlet sprayed out directly, and then scattered on the ground.

Melville was completely stunned. His eyes and face were all stiff. He seemed to have encountered something incredible. His neck creaked and he finally saw the shape of his shoulders out of the corner of his eye.

Spurting blood, tattered skin and flesh, pale bone stubble...

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Melville's body shook wildly, his throat seemed to be torn, and he let out an extremely high-pitched scream.

The arm, his arm... is gone...

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Vera's face was as pale as gold paper. She had never thought that her taciturn brother would become so cruel.

What exactly did he go through during this period of time?

Ron threw the arm that had been pulled off in front of Vera with a flick of his hand, with a few fingers still curled up nervously.

"Don't you want to go back to Melville? I'll give it back to you...but can you do it in installments?"

As he spoke, Ron stretched out one hand to Melville's other arm.

Vera shook her head almost desperately: "No... no, no, no, no..."

laugh!

The second voice sounded, and Melville's right arm also detached from his body.

He didn't even have the strength to scream. His eyes rolled around wildly. The unbearable pain left Melville's body twitching nervously.

This arm was thrown in front of Lidya by Ron.

Looking at the bloody arm, Lydia felt her abdomen churning violently and she could vomit at any time.

Until this moment, they finally understood what kind of opponent they had provoked this time.

Lydia and Vera tried to stop them, but quickly stopped.

There were waves of tingling sensations on their skin, like needle pricks, and they knew they were being targeted.

It's Charlene.

Although she signed a high-level contract document involuntarily and became Ron's slave, the constraints of the contract made Charlene instinctively stand in front of Ron and would not put her master in any danger.

The slender arms hung down, and the tip of the knife pointed naturally downward, flashing with a blue light, obviously coated with deadly poison.

Not to mention this, a figure also appeared quietly behind Vera and Lidya.

It's Dolores.

The princess who had been watching the excitement finally appeared on the stage. She completely left the stage to the person she likes to perform, but she would never allow anyone to hurt her person she likes.

Different from the eerie Charlene.

Dolores was open and aboveboard, with no intention of hiding anything at all. She proudly puffed out her chest and held her head high. Even at night, her long golden hair still sparkled with a dazzling luster.

A pair of lotus-like arms were crossed in front of the chest, and with a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth, he stared at the two figures in front of him.

Charlene and Dolores are not weak.

Vera's strength is much inferior, but Lidya is a real witch, but being locked by two auras at the same time, even Lidya dare not act rashly.

Excessive blood loss made Melville's body become weaker and weaker. Because both of his arms were pulled off, his body could no longer bear the weight without the support of the spear, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

When he fell down, he was a little unlucky. He pressed directly on the wound on his right arm. The sharp pain caused Melville to twitch again, and he groaned in pain.

Ron showed no mercy to Melville at all. He trampled on Melville's abdomen with one foot and grabbed Melville's intact right leg with one hand.

In Melville's almost desperate and frightened eyes, with a sneer, one leg detached from his body and was thrown by Ron.

Melville no longer had the strength to scream; his body was just following his instincts, moving subtly.

laugh!

The last part was separated from the body, and at this moment, Melville only had a human stick left.

His eyes were dull, like a glass bead, until the shadow of the ironwood staff appeared above his head, and he finally revealed fear, shaking his head subconsciously.

Even though he has turned into a human stick, he still wants to survive. This is his instinct for survival.

then……

!

The head of the ironwood staff was smashed.

Melville's head turned to mush.

His body jerked violently, and immediately there was no movement at all.

It seems that this Melville eldest son is not as good as Herman, and he has not been attracted by the repairman.

At the moment Melville died, Ron felt relaxed all over his body, as if some kind of shackles had been released from his body.

Ron knew that it was the last obsession left by the original owner of the body.

But now, this obsession has disappeared.

Elsa's figure quietly emerged from behind Ron.

No one could see it, but a dark thread floated silently.

Just like every time Ron killed someone, Elsa tried to absorb this thread.

But this time, something unexpected happened.

The dark thread was about to float to Elsa's position, but suddenly turned a corner in mid-air and floated towards Ron's right hand.

Not to mention this, more light gray mist appeared on Melville's body, which was swallowed up by Ron's right hand silently.

Been intercepted?

Elsa on Ron's shoulder had a look of surprise on her face, and then she puffed up her cheeks, obviously a little unhappy.

In Ron's right hand, he was tightly holding a gray-black crystal.

Undead crystal.

The props obtained from the previous lottery... As for the effect, it can be used to store the soul that has just lost its life.

There was very little movement in this scene.

No one saw it except Elsa.

No one will find out that Melville's soul is constantly struggling, roaring, and roaring in the undead crystal.

At this moment, Melville was in unprecedented fear. He didn't know where he was. He only knew that there was a thick darkness all around him, which was permeated with an icy coldness that he could not bear.

He could see the outside world, he could see Ron, who he hated so much, and he could see his broken body on the ground.

I can see my sister Vera opposite, and I can see the third princess Lidya.

He shouted loudly, but they could not hear him.

He wanted to rush out from here, but the invisible barrier turned into a cage, blocking him.