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

Antoine's body was covered in bruises.

Like a bloody worm, it was slowly squirming on the ground, and it seemed that you could vaguely hear a slight painful moan coming from his throat.

The eyelids were covered with blood, and the pupils inside slowly squirmed, but it was difficult to open the eyelids after all. No one knew what Antoine would be feeling at this moment. He led the fifteen thousand men with high spirits and expectations. Thousands of private soldiers tried to regain the king's position, but in the end they ended up in such a miserable end just because of a word of praise. Perhaps compared to the physical damage, the stimulation of the soul made Antoine more uncomfortable. .

I don't know what Antoine is thinking at this moment, or whether he will regret what he has done.

In fact, Antoine's current injuries look very severe. He has too much air coming in and little air coming out. He may die in less than half a minute. If he were on Earth, he would be hopeless and just wait to die.

But in the Twilight Continent, there is still a chance to save him. As long as someone treats Antoine with a hymn, he will be alive and well, at least he will have a chance to save his life.

But who dares?

Even if those nobles have the healing scroll of Psalm in their hands, which fool who does not want to die dares to stand up at this time?

The surrounding group of nobles were silent and as silent as a cicada.

Every body was trembling.

Those private soldiers also turned pale. Of course they knew who they were going to deal with tonight. That was the murderous devil who had already been famous all over the country. Doesn't it mean that this murderous devil had already fallen into the realm and was seriously injured?

Damn it, what kind of waste provided this information? How could this look like it was seriously injured?

Although Antoine is not as good as Dolores, he is still a heroic practitioner. He doesn't even have the strength to resist in front of Ron, and he is completely controlled.

What's the difference between a soldier like me joining him and seeking death?

With no one to treat him at all, Antoine's body could only lie on the ground and twitch nervously, and the extent of his struggle became smaller and smaller.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally even the last bit of movement completely disappeared. All that was left lying on the ground was a motionless piece of meat that exuded a foul odor and blood.

died.

I don’t know what Antoine was thinking about at the last moment of his death. Was he regretting the throne that was so close at hand, or was he regretting the greed deep in his heart? If he could find a place to hide, remain anonymous, and Dolores's character would probably allow her to live peacefully, right?

Ron didn't pay attention to the so-called eldest prince. His eyes were as cold as ever, scanning the private soldiers in front of him and the nobles hiding behind the private soldiers. When he looked over, every body was shaking. Non-stop, the eyes were cutting through their bodies like a knife, causing waves of stinging pain.

"Who else?"

A cold voice echoed in the night sky.

Wherever the sound went, there seemed to be gusts of sinister wind, like a ghost howling in the ears.

The group of nobles all had their throats squirming and their scalps were numb. At the same time, their eyes kept rolling and they silently looked at Ron. They wanted to know if there was really nothing wrong with Ron's body, or if they were trying to hold on. from.

If it's the former, it's all over.

If it was the latter, he still had the ability to give it a try. If he gave up this opportunity and waited for Ron to recover from his injury, he would die without knowing how.

They exchanged glances.

In fact, it is not difficult to make a decision. From the moment they started taking action, they were destined to have no way out. With Delores's character, even if they knelt down and begged for mercy, she would not give them any mercy.

These nobles are all a bunch of old fools. After understanding this, they no longer hesitated, looked at each other, and immediately stood upright. The fear in their eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by madness.

After losing three grand dukes, Schultz, the duke, naturally became the leader of many nobles. His cold eyes swept across Ron in front of him. Schultz took a deep breath and shouted sternly: "Murderer." Ron, cruelly killing the eldest prince Antoine is a heinous crime. As nobles of the kingdom, we will never tolerate such viciousness. Everyone, please join me in killing the evil thief."

"Kill the evil thief."

"Kill the evil thief."

"Kill the evil thief."

A group of nobles around them also roared, and the sounds mixed together and swept across a large area like waves. The momentum that had declined to the extreme was actually restored a little by these people.

These nobles were desperately issuing orders, urging the private soldiers around them to take action and besiege Ron.

Although Ron has a reputation for being vicious, everyone knows that Ron is powerful and extremely ruthless, but they have been accustomed to obey the orders of the family leader, so even if they are afraid, they still suppress the restlessness in their hearts, grasp the weapons in their hands, and take one step. Step by step towards Ron.

"Let's see who dares."

At this moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind Ron.

The voice was clear and cold, containing deep anger. Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a beautiful girl in military uniform suddenly appearing in front of everyone.

The long golden hair shines in the moonlight, who is it if it’s not Dolores?

Dolores was already handsome and plump, and she looked even more heroic and inviolable under the slightly tight-fitting military uniform.

Golden eyes swept across the audience. Although Dolores's strength was far inferior to Ron's, her aura was inferior to even Ron's. The private soldiers who had just taken action were immediately affected. Delores was so intimidated that she stopped instantly and didn't dare to move at all.

Seeing this scene, the nobles cursed these private soldiers as useless, but they still needed these private soldiers at the moment, so they couldn't curse them too hard. Schultz took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice: "You are all doing it in a daze. What, do it."

"Dolores colludes with the traitor Ron to usurp the power of the Kingdom of Granville. Whoever can kill these two will be rewarded with the title of Duke and millions of gold coins in the future!"

Under the stimulation of the title of Duke and millions of gold coins, the eyes of each private soldier turned red.

The private soldiers could no longer stand the greed in their hearts, howling and charging towards Ron and Dolores like madmen.

Ron just smiled and looked at the scene in front of him. He didn't take any action. He just wanted to kill the eldest prince Antoine and prevent Dolores from being charged with killing his brother. The rest was done by Delores. Loris can do it easily.

Sure enough, just when this group of private soldiers had just charged to a certain distance, a dense rain of arrows shot over from all sides in an instant. With the sound of popping, popping, the private soldiers charging at the front were suddenly covered with arrows, like hedgehog.

The surrounding hotels, rooms, and alleyways were filled with soldiers wearing armor at some point. Although they were all new recruits, they were also arranged in neat teams, which was completely different from the chaotic private soldiers.