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

It's just a pity that Ron at least invested more than 200 in the ordinary prize pool. Even if there was a guarantee, he should have encountered it. In the end, he didn't have any legendary equipment. The best one was the purple and gold epic.

It's a pity that there is no luck value attribute, otherwise Ron would really want to lose a few hundred points on the luck value to see if he is too black and wrong.

Without any further hesitation, Ron chose the draw.

The turntable quickly started spinning.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 strengthening stones. 】

The sound of the first system prompt made Ron's face darken.

His lips twitched slightly. It's not that there is no garbage in the advanced lottery, there is some, but the system won't show it to you. When you draw, the garbage will appear in front of you.

When did Elsa become so cunning and depraved, really depraved.

As Ron looked at the increasing number of strengthening stones, magic recovery potions, and physical recovery potions in the storage ring, the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining the special treasure map*1! 】

It wasn't until the last system prompt sounded that Ron looked a little better.

The yellowed paper looks very old, as if it would break if touched lightly, and it feels rough when rubbed with fingers.

Mountains and rivers were drawn on the treasure map with black ink.

In particular, the deep canyon between the two mountains is particularly dazzling.

A red dot is in the deepest part of the canyon.

Dragon Nest?

Ron, who was very familiar with the game map, recognized the location depicted in the treasure map at a glance... This made Ron frown.

After all, the Dragon Clan has perished due to the emergence of the Dusk Temple.

The Dragon Valley, which was once home to thousands of giant dragons, had long since disappeared under the impact of the Temple of Dusk.

Now, in that place, the canyon may have long since ceased to exist, and all that is left is ruins. It may not be easy to find the location depicted in the treasure map among the ruins.

Of course, Ron won't give up easily.

After all, it was something drawn from a high-level lottery, so it was certainly not a simple item... What's more, the treasure was buried in Dragon Valley. Who knows how much wealth these greedy dragons have squeezed out of humans, orcs, and elves over the past eight thousand years? The location pointed to by this treasure map must be the dragon clan's treasure house.

If that were the case, I would be rich.

And even without this treasure map, Ron still planned to take a trip to Dragon Nest.

After all, he now has a second profession, the Summoner of the Undead.

In this profession, the most powerful undead creature that can be created is the bone dragon. In order to create a bone dragon, one needs to collect the bones of giant dragons... Now the Dragon Valley is probably full of giant dragon remains. By then, all the dragon bones can be collected and a lot of bone dragons can be created.

If there are a large number of bone dragon followers, then there is probably nothing to worry about. Even if they encounter Vice Pope Apu again, they can kill him.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and put the treasure map away.

Just as he had tidied his clothes, there was a creak at the door and Cecilia appeared with breakfast. Although she was wearing a nun's uniform, Cecilia seemed to put herself completely in the position of a maid and regarded taking care of Ron's daily life as her responsibility.

Ron did not reject Cecilia's kindness. For a girl like this who needs to be in demand, these simple jobs may be the meaning of her life.

"You should get more rest." Ron said softly.

Cecilia's pretty face blushed slightly, and then she shook her head: "I'm not in the way. Sir, you must be hungry. Eat something first."

While Ron was eating, Cecilia sat beside him obediently, supporting her chin with both hands, staring at Ron quietly, as if waiting for Ron's next order.

That look made Ron feel a little weird.

Fortunately, Virgil appeared in time to break this slightly weird atmosphere.

Quickly stuffing all the porridge and bread in front of her into her mouth, Cecilia quickly put away the tableware, and soon she was obediently staying next to Ron.

Virgil also seemed to feel this slightly strange atmosphere. He glanced at Cecilia a little strangely, but didn't say much. He just took out a bag from the storage ring and handed it to Ron.

"This is the medicine you asked me to prepare yesterday." Virgil said.

On the other side, Cecilia seemed to have just remembered this matter, and quickly took out a bag and handed it to Ron, which also contained various herbs.

"Can you tell me now, what are these medicinal materials used for?" Virgil asked cautiously.

Pointing to the herbs Cecilia prepared, Ron said, "These are the materials for refining the panic-level potion."

"As for the materials I asked you to prepare, they are for brewing a special potion, Soul Removing." Ron explained in a low voice: "Removing Soul is a very special potion, made in two copies, and used as two potions. Separated, it is like water, colorless and odorless, completely undetectable. But once the two potions are put together, the effect will gradually begin to show. After I refine it, you have to add it to someone's food. .”

Virgil's eyes expanded slightly, and as shrewd as he was, he understood what Ron meant almost instantly.

The person who wanted to drug him was a member of the branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron didn't say who it was, and Virgil didn't ask.

After a brief silence, Virgil spoke again: "By the way, many old people have died inexplicably in Larnaca recently, including the owner of the potion shop that Herman visited before."

"These deceased people are all about the same age, in their seventies or eighties."

"Moreover, a strong stench is emitted from the whole body."

Ron nodded silently: "How many such dead people are there in total?"

"Sixty-nine have been discovered so far..."

The numbers are higher than you might think.

"Last night, there were five deceased people in the building behind the Sykes Hotel. The situation was exactly the same as what you said." Ron said quietly: "Have you noticed that these deceased people have one thing in common?"

"They look... all inexplicably similar?" Virgil raised his eyebrows and said.

Sure enough, Virgil could also detect this abnormality.

"Yes, although their identities are completely different, there are nobles, merchants, farmers, even vagrants and beggars, and their facial shapes and facial features are also different, but there is always an inexplicable sense of similarity." Ron suddenly stared at Virgil: "Then, think about it again, among the people you often come into contact with on a daily basis, are there any who are similar to these people?"

"How is it possible that there are people I know who are similar to these dead people..." Virgil replied subconsciously, but soon he was stunned. He seemed to have thought of something: "It seems that there is really one person."

The smile on Ron's face grew stronger: "Have you had any contact with him recently?"

"There have been a few times..."

"Is there anything special about him?"

"It seems to be the same as before, but he looks a little more energetic." Virgil followed Ron's reminder and thought step by step: "Also, he seems to have sprayed perfume... He is even flirting with the nuns in the church."

"However, he has a very casual and even naughty character, so no one cares about him."

Hooking up with a nun?

A parody, does he also want to be a nun terminator?

He hated Archibald.

However, he imitates Archibald everywhere and wants to be like or even surpass Archibald.

"What is the original function of perfume?" Ron asked slowly, tapping the table with his fingers.

"Huh..." Virgil sighed heavily. He seemed to find it hard to believe his speculation, but following Ron's guidance, everything seemed to be pointing to that goal: "Cover up the body odor, I understand."

"Keep an eye on him, Sanhun, and when the time comes, let him use it!"

After a brief pause, Ron took out another note, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Virgil: "When you are helpless and have no one to talk to, and no one to discuss with, It’s time to open.”

Virgil's pupils shrank slightly, and then he nodded slightly, took the note, and put it away: "By the way, according to the latest news, there should be two young gods in Larnaca City."

"We are currently confirming the location of the second baby god. Because of your reminder, the disaster did not spread and the baby god grew very slowly."

"We are going to go out in three days to see if we can get rid of all these black beasts and young gods."

"No problem, I will participate when the time comes. By the way, it's best to call the Great Saint Christian." Ron said: "What is Your Majesty the Great Saint doing now?"

"I just broke through to the legendary nine-star level. I am only one bottle of magic potion away from the destruction level. I am currently stabilizing my realm. After I left you last time, I never left the house again and didn't even eat." Virgil was envious. said.

What Ron said last time was that you are your biggest enemy. Only by defeating yourself can you break the shackles on your body.

It sounds very noble.

He also wanted to make a breakthrough, but he couldn't comprehend anything. How could he defeat himself? He once tried to punch himself, but it was useless except for the pain. Maybe it was because his current realm was still too far away. It couldn't be that he was too stupid, right?

Virgil didn't stay here too long and left quickly after explaining.

Lydia and Charlene quickly followed the marks in their minds and appeared in Ron's room.

The arrival of the witch was just right. As a witch, she is naturally good at refining potions... This is one of the reasons why Ron kept Lydia.

Lydia puffed up her cheeks and seemed a little dissatisfied, but due to the constraints of the contract, she could not disobey Ron's order.

The so-called magic potion refining method is actually quite primitive. Lydia took out a large iron pot from the storage ring, and even had coke on the stove. It was obvious that the witch was used to refining it anytime and anywhere. Things like medicine.

The so-called refining of medicine is nothing more than throwing some herbs into water and boiling them. However, the control of the heat, the time of adding different herbs, and the output of magic power in the process may all affect the quality of the magic medicine.

People who are not skilled enough can often only refine a dark liquid that has no value other than bitterness.

And when Lydia appears, Melville's soul in the Undead Crystal can't stop going crazy and screaming.

When Ron gets close to Lydia, Melville's soul will be on the verge of madness.

It seems that if you want to stimulate Melville's soul and make his soul really break through the limit and reach the standard suitable for a resentful spirit, you still have to start with Lidya.

I wonder if Melville’s soul will really go crazy if he lets Lydia warm his bed?

The refining of panic-level potions is relatively simple.

After spending about half a day, it was refined.

Looking at the clear and transparent liquid with a slight purple tint in the bottle, Ron couldn't help but admire Lydia's skills. This potion was quite pure and contained almost no impurities.

In the room, there are two heroic beings who have signed high-level contract documents and will never betray, an assassin and a witch.

There is also a bloody nun who is favored by the evil god.

Ron was not worried about anything. He sat cross-legged and prepared to enter a meditative state.

Charlene instantly stood on Ron's side near the door, a sharp dagger already appearing in her palm.

Cecilia was slightly stunned, and a drop of bright red blood fell down her finger, turning into a slender machete, standing on the other side of Ron.

When taking magic potion to break through the state, you cannot be disturbed. If you are not careful, the magic power will be disordered. Not to mention the increase in strength, you may even lose your star. What is even worse, it is not impossible for the magic power to penetrate into the brain and directly become a madman. !

The cool potion went down Ron's throat and into his body, with a slightly greasy taste, like a slender tentacle. He did not waste too much time tasting the taste of the potion and quickly entered a state of meditation.

call……

A small whirlwind instantly appeared in the room.

A vortex gradually emerged on Ron's body. It was somewhat similar to the vortex on the Great Saint, but much smaller.

The elemental energy floating in the air in the room and even the yard seemed to be attracted by something, and gradually began to become restless, slowly drifting in the direction of Ron.

In the yard, an old man who was directing a gardener to mow the lawn seemed to sense something and he suddenly raised his head.

A sinister light flashed through his narrow eyes, like a poisonous snake lurking in a dark corner!

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Chapter 114 Irelia’s Abnormality (Additional update for the leader)

Boundary breakthrough!

This is a really delicate moment.

If something unexpected happens at this time, will his strength be reduced, or will he become a madman?

A kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face. He put his hands behind his back, hunched over, and slowly moved towards the room in the distance.

However, just two steps out, a voice came from behind: "Hey, Father Abraham..."

It's Virgil.

He always appears at the most appropriate time. Virgil walked up to the old priest excitedly and immediately frowned: "Tsk, old priest, are you spraying perfume on your body again?"

"I told you, it's useless to rely on these. If you want to attract the attention of a nun, you have to rely on the charm of a man like me." Virgil puffed up his chest and bent his arms, revealing that there were no traces on his arms. muscles.

Father Abraham smiled angrily and said: "You kid, are you asking for a beating..."

"Old man, how old am I, how old can I be compared with you? You are just a piece of meat. Old man, I didn't even look down on you when I was young. Go away, go away, and don't bother me."

Virgil smiled, and then his eyes drifted to the room where Ron was: "Tsk, brother Ron, this is about to break through."