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

"This family is full of lunatics."

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Chapter 110 Everything is an arrangement of fate (1)

Gudong!

Ron swallowed hard.

He was only reading Archibald's notes and did not experience these things personally like Archibald. But even so, Ron could feel the creeping fear from between the lines.

As Archibald said, crazy, everyone in the Andre family is crazy.

For thousands of years, they regarded the birth of saints as a gift from destiny and pursued this goal madly and morbidly.

Ron's expression also looked particularly solemn, his throat trembled, and he picked up Archibal's last note.

Fortunately for him, this note was connected to the previous one.

"That man looked at me with extremely cold eyes. I could not feel any warmth in his gaze. I am not his son, even the original owner of this body is not his son."

"Whether it's me, Sally, my mother, or himself, they are all just small pawns in the execution of fate."

"Those are not the eyes that humans can have. I even suspect that he is just a machine that looks similar to humans, but is actually cold."

"He told me in a tone without any emotion that my talent was mediocre and that it was impossible to create new words or research a new magic system. It was just that there was no obvious physical or mental disability, so it was not abandoned... The so-called abandonment should probably mean being killed."

"And the only thing I can do is marry Sally and have children."

"Damn it, I don't want to have anything to do with these lunatics anymore. Isn't it just about creating new characters? Just kidding, when it comes to my understanding of ancient characters in the game, I dare say that I am second. No one dares to say that I am first. Even if the game Designers also need to step aside.”

"I will arrange a copy of this so-called ancient text for you in minutes. If it doesn't work, there are Chinese, Chinese Pinyin, and English... I can always get it."

"As for the so-called new magic system... Oh, God, are you kidding me? Don't you know that I have more than a dozen accounts, all of which are magic systems? How can this stump me?"

"As long as you can clear your relationship with this perverted family, I will get it out for you overnight."

"Right now, I was ready to let these damn bastards see how much surprise I, who he said was mediocre in talent, could bring to him... But just when I was about to take action, I froze, mediocre?"

"Mediocre talent? No ability to create new words or new magic systems?"

"An indescribable fear made my scalp numb. I thought about it. According to the memory of the original owner of the body that I received, he seemed to be a very mediocre guy. He did not have any special talents, whether it was magic talent. , learning ability is all mediocre..."

"But why, in the history of the game, is Archibald the one who invented new words and new magic? Why did he become a sage... If I hadn't traveled through time, how could he have invented new words? He didn't even know how to invent new words at dusk. The original Chinese characters are not fully recognized."

"Could it be said that my time travel..."

"Is all this an arrangement of fate?"

hiss!

Even though his body was soaked in warm water, a dense layer of small pimples instantly appeared on Ron's skin.

He didn't know what senior Archibald was feeling when he wrote this string of words. He only knew that he himself was swept by that indescribable chill.

If Archibald's time travel was an arrangement of fate, what about him? Is his time traveling also a part of his destiny?

Fate is so terrifying.

The scariest thing is that fate is unpredictable.

You don’t know, for every thing you encounter and every decision you make, which one is following your heart and which one is following the trajectory set by fate!

Perhaps, your self-righteous resistance is just a script that fate has already prepared for you.

All your struggles are just a funny clown in the eyes of fate!

At this moment, Ron finally understood what it meant to have a cold heart and a soaring heart.

But soon, Ron broke free from the vortex of decline. He was not qualified to care about those things. He only knew that he had to struggle desperately, otherwise there was only one ending waiting for him... death!

His fingers tapped lightly and rhythmically on the edge of the barrel.

Undoubtedly, it was at this time that Archibald had doubts about his time travel and began to glimpse the existence of destiny for the first time. No one knows what Archibald experienced in the past, but in the end, he I chose the path of resisting fate.

Just like Ron is now.

This is normal. Any reader with a normal mind here will not be willing to become a pawn in the hands of fate. How does the saying go? My fate is determined by me, who are you to dare to arrange my fate? I'm giving you face, right?

Archibald should have made many attempts, but all these resistances failed. In the end, Archibald chose to deceive, and his deception was suspected to be successful.

Serafina was able to briefly glimpse into the future through the notes he left behind as proof.

After a long silence, Ron put the three yellowed notes aside.

Then, he picked up the last note, which was a relic left by Partridge, who replaced the name of the sage Archibald... It can't be called a relic, because judging from the original notes left by Ron, the sage should still be alive.

As soon as he picked up the note, Ron was stunned.

It’s not that the contents of the notes cannot be deciphered.

On the contrary, the text above is very easy to understand.

Currently, there are two main languages ​​and scripts in the Dusk Continent.

One is the universal script of the Twilight Continent, and the other is the so-called ancient script invented by the sage Partridge.

In fact, the history of universal writing is much older than the ancient writing invented by Partridge. It has been used for at least seven or eight thousand years without changing.

Although universal scripts are widely circulated, there are a large number of polyphonic characters, synonyms, and pseudonyms in universal scripts, which makes it very difficult and even dangerous to use universal scripts as magic spells.

After all, magic spells require precision. Every spell and every pronunciation has a specific meaning, and there can be no confusion.

Once a mistake is made, the magic may fail at first, or the magic may backfire, causing hemiplegia.

In comparison, the ancient characters invented by Partridge should actually be regarded as magical characters and languages. Although obscure and difficult to understand, each character corresponds to a unique meaning and pronunciation, and there will be absolutely no errors. It is most suitable for use in magic spells.

However, after Partridge invented ancient writing, for unknown reasons, a large number of ancient writings were lost, and only a very small part has been passed down to the present. This gave birth to the special profession of ancient writing scholars.

But Partridge's notes were not written in ancient Chinese characters or common Chinese characters, but in... Hanyu Pinyin.

That's right, it's Chinese Pinyin.

So much so that Ron was a little confused when he first saw the series of letters above, and it took several seconds for him to react.

A layer of black lines appeared on his forehead involuntarily.

Where did Partridge learn Chinese Pinyin?

Could this guy be a time traveler, too? Moreover, he's still a first-year primary school student?

No way?

Ron's brows knitted tightly and he looked over word by word:

"The twenty-six letters left by the teacher are really useful..."

teacher?

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Chapter 111 Partridge Abraham (2)

teacher?

Several speculations came to Ron's mind. He lowered his eyes casually and continued reading unhurriedly:

"At the beginning, I felt that these crooked symbols were too difficult to remember, but after I learned them, I discovered that just twenty-six characters can express almost all pronunciations, words, words, sentences... "

"Even though I am just a crude pirate, I can see the value of these characters. If these characters can be popularized, the education level of the entire Dusk Continent will be greatly improved. The person who invented these characters will surely become a great scholar respected by everyone, with a lofty status and endless money.

"My name is Patrick Abraham, I am a pirate who roams the endless sea. Do you know what they call me? The Pirate King!"

PATRICIA ABRAHAM!

Ron's eyes narrowed.

However, he didn't make any special moves, he just looked down silently.

"Do you know what the Pirate King represents? It means being the supreme king of the sea. In the entire Endless Sea, I can command all the pirates. No matter if they are the thirteen pirate generals or the seventy-two pirate captains, no one dares not to obey my orders."

"Merchant ships? Nobles? Even the royal fleet, so what? The Endless Sea is my territory. Even if the kingdom's warships come, I still have to stand down. Except for the giant dragon, there is no one in the Endless Sea that I can't afford to offend. Except...the big octopus deep in the sea."

It can be seen that he is not very used to writing in Chinese pinyin, and there are many places where he has made mistakes and is covered in black.

From these descriptions, Ron could not see the temperament of any gentle scholar at all. Instead, the image of a rough and strong man with a beard and a tanned skin emerged on the page. He was even a little funny.

How did such a rough man become a legendary sage?

Ron had seen portraits of sages in history books, and they were completely standard images of respected masters.

What on earth has this guy experienced?

"Look at my Black Emperor, how powerful and domineering it is!"

"A legend swept across the Endless Sea in less than a month. No one knows where the legend originated from, but everyone knows that three thousand years ago, Solomon, the greatest pirate king in human history, took away the treasures he had robbed throughout his life. , an island buried in the deepest part of the endless sea.”

"It is said that there is countless gold there, a magic book that records powerful spells, the most mysterious treasure map, and even a ring that is said to be mythical equipment, the Ring of Solomon."

"I heard that it contains the seventy-two beauties that King Solomon collected while wandering the Endless Sea and traveling through the Netherworld... Each of them is extremely charming and graceful, and at the same time has destructive power."

"Wealth, power, unknown mystery, beauty..."

"Nothing excites pirates more than these."

"Almost all pirates have appeared in the entire Endless Sea, and there are even a lot of vulgar bandits. Your territory is in the mountains... why are you coming here to join in the fun?"

"Damn it, the regular army is here too. Among the one hundred and thirteen kingdoms in the Twilight Continent, the flags of more than sixty countries actually appeared. Are these people crazy?"

"What the hell, why is the dragon here to join in the fun?"

"Okay, I'm here too. Of course, I have no interest in the seventy-two beauties sealed in King Solomon's Ring. I'm just following the will of the pirates and looking for treasures that will make the country richer than anyone else."

Ron's lips twitched slightly, King Solomon became the Pirate King Solomon, the seventy-two demons commanded by King Solomon's Ring turned into seventy-two beauties, the pirate king's treasure...

Ron had almost confirmed in his heart that the person spreading this rumor was probably Archibald, the senior time traveler.

But, what was Archibald doing spreading such rumors? It shouldn't be purely for bad taste, Archibald must have his purpose.

This senior time traveler probably did not expect that this rumor, after continuous processing, would cause such a big sensation in the entire Twilight Continent.

Sweeping all the bandits, robbers, pirates, and even the regular army of more than 60 countries. One can imagine the scene of the vast endless sea being filled with countless ships.

"I am the pirate king, so King Solomon's treasure must be mine."

"Haha, what a bunch of idiots. They haven't even found the treasure yet, but they've already started fighting. The entire Endless Sea has been dyed scarlet. The sea surface is covered with corpses. It's a feast for sharks. They open their bloody mouths and devour the broken flesh."

"I am not in a hurry to join the war. Now is not the time to waste energy. The Black Emperor's flag still has a certain deterrent effect. For the time being, no blind creatures will come to trouble me."

"The giant dragon is indeed the most powerful and cruel race in the world. He obviously accidentally smashed the mast of a warship while flying, but he unreasonably imposed the responsibility on the other party. He even angered all the sea ships in the surrounding area."

"The blazing dragon's breath burned on the sea, and the ships were ruthlessly torn into pieces by the dragon's claws."

"Humans, orcs, and elves are so insignificant in front of a giant dragon. They are not worth mentioning. I saw with my own eyes that a human and an orc were grabbed by a dragon's claws and then stuffed into its mouth. With the sound of chewing, blood burst out in the dragon's mouth."

"The legendary master is just gone."

"I saw with my own eyes a beautiful female elf being captured alive by the giant dragon. She didn't care that her animal roots were as thick as the elf's thigh. She just held the elf's body over a ruins, over a sea full of blood and fire. The delicate body penetrated...that elf was very strong, she screamed for a long time before she died, it was so miserable."

Ron turned the notes to the back. Partridge's notes were written with a thinner pen, densely packed, and the paper was one size larger. They recorded far more content than Archibald's notes.

"There is still a figure on the sea. He stands there quietly, drifting with the waves. Is he a survivor on a ship?"

"He was targeted by the giant dragon. This domineering dragon did not allow other lives to survive under his attack."

"The giant dragon opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to use its scorching dragon breath to burn this unlucky guy to ashes..."

"At this moment, the man finally raised his head. He just glanced at the giant dragon in the sky quietly, and then stretched out his right hand towards the dragon. In the telescope, his fingers seemed to be slightly bent, and he lowered his head. In an instant, a huge black hole appeared out of thin air above the dragon's head, like a twisted whirlpool."

"The dragon was just swallowed up without even a struggle."

"He slayed the dragon as easily as he swatted a mosquito."

"I even doubted that there was something wrong with my eyes or my brain. Is there really such a powerful being in this world?"

"He seemed to feel my gaze and looked over. I instinctively took a step back. When I opened my eyes again, the man had already appeared in front of me."

"He looked about the same age as me, in his thirties, but I couldn't help but feel fear in front of him. When I came to my senses, my legs were already kneeling on the ground... Oh , this is not shameful, a man is capable of bending and stretching."