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

Melville was so angry that he vomited blood.

Originally, because releasing Aig's fangs consumed a lot of blood, he was already in a state of anemia.

This mouthful of blood spurted out, and Melville's face became paler.

Coo, coo, coo, coo...

Weird sounds kept coming from his throat, and his pale lips were trembling.

Pointing a finger at Ron, he seemed to want to say something, but nothing came out.

Damn, damn, damn... This cleric was arranged by the vice-pope of the Church of the Dawn Goddess to kill Ron?

Then don't they have the same goal?

So what was the purpose of fighting for such a long time, wasting a whole body, even spending blood to free Aig's fangs, and falling into extreme weakness?

To eliminate a threat to Ron?

When he thought of this, Melville could no longer hold back and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

That look made Charlene feel a little pity.

My master is really terrible.

He is not a demon, he is the ancestor of demons.

It was obvious that Melville was already in such a miserable condition, yet he deliberately told the truth in front of Melville, not only causing physical harm, but even destroying Melville from the soul.

Killing people and killing people's hearts is nothing more than that.

As for Ron, his face was full of relief. This feeling of playing with others was really exciting.

Ron's eyes drifted to the sky involuntarily. Is that mysterious existence in the void also enjoying the pleasure of controlling the fate of others?

Looking back, Ron took a deep breath and looked at the crazy Melville in front of him. He felt that he was really kind. Seeing that Melville was in such a miserable state, he quickly told him the truth to save him from having to die in vain. Isn't this kindness?

There is no kinder being in this world than him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Melville was so moved that he howled like crazy.

Staring into Ron's eyes, he was more vicious than a poisonous snake.

"Son of a bitch……"

"I kill you!"

Melville was completely out of control.

He didn't even care about his broken body or the almost exhausted magic power. He dragged his tired body and grabbed Aig's fangs in his hand, and rushed towards Ron.

Under normal circumstances, Melville can really pose a big threat to Ron, but now...

His right hand dropped, and the iron-wood staff appeared in his palm.

The moment the spear struck, Ron shifted his body and dodged easily.

At the same time, his right hand swept towards Melville's lower body.

Facing the staff that was thrown at him, Melville wanted to dodge, but his extremely exhausted body was completely out of control. He only heard a snap, and Melville's left knee was blown open.

His body rolled around in mid-air, and it took a long time before he hit the ground heavily. Looking at the left leg, it was already twisted out of shape.

Almost all the bones inside had been shattered.

Some broken bones even penetrated his skin, making it bloody.

Melville was like a humble worm, lying on the ground, squirming nervously, his eyes widened and his mouth wide, but for a while he couldn't even utter a scream.

Several seconds passed before the extremely miserable screams penetrated the sky!

It hurts, it hurts so much!

No matter how strong it was before, it will be useless once the magic power is used up.

Seeing his brother in such miserable condition, Ron's eyes showed no mercy.

Although he only inherited this body, the soul and will of the original owner had long since dissipated, but it was like a feeling imprinted in the body, and Ron hated this thing in front of him very much.

Grasping the ironwood staff in his hand, Ron walked towards Melville step by step.

His mood is a bit complicated.

There is a question about whether to kill Melville or not.

From Ron's perspective alone, he must be killed. He will not keep the threat forever.

However, Dolores is also involved.

Ron has just given guidance to Dolores as a master, and he hopes that Dolores can become the queen who dominates the world in the future... Now Dolores is at a stage where she has not yet started.

If Melville is killed, it will just give the Spang Theocracy an excuse to invade Granville, and Dolores's plan may also be affected.

Of course, even if he didn't kill Melville, the Spang Theocracy and the Heart of Nature Church would definitely try their best to find another excuse.

Otherwise, let's just kill him?

Melville also felt something. The screams suddenly stopped, leaving only the broken body trembling.

He wanted to kill Ron, but when it was his turn, he finally felt the fear of death.

"Ron, you want to kill me?"

"You can't kill me..."

"If you kill me, the Spang Theocracy will take the opportunity to start a war against Granville. At that time, the warriors of the Spang Theocracy will bloodbath Granville. In the entire Granville, no life will be able to survive. Even if it's a dog." Melville roared with strength he didn't know where he came from.

"He's right." At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the side: "You can't kill him."

Ron turned around and saw two figures on the left.

That's right, two people.

A girl was wearing a black gothic dress, her long black hair was rippling in the night wind, and her scarlet eyes were shining with a strange light.

The third princess of Spang Theocracy, the witch, Lydia.

She appeared a little late, and Ron thought she would have appeared earlier, for example, when Melville was fighting the Inquisitor of Hell.

Perhaps, some unexpected situation interfered with her actions and prevented her from showing up in time, and this interference most likely came from Delores.

As for the other figure, it is also a woman.

Compared with the petite Lidya next to her, this woman is taller and more mature.

She is a noble, but she does not wear complicated ceremonial dresses like other nobles. Her upper body is just a short pair of lining that can cover her breasts, and her lower body is a pair of casual shorts that wrap around her hips.

That was not a style of clothing found in Twilight Continent. He had obviously cut off his trouser legs, leaving his muscular waist and sexy slender thighs exposed.

If defense is not taken into account, this kind of outfit is more suitable for combat.

With healthy wheat-colored skin and an angular face, she looks like a female leopard.

Ron recognized the woman's identity and a hint of sarcasm curled up in his mouth.

Seeing Melville's miserable appearance, the tall girl couldn't bear it in her eyes. She looked at Ron again: "Ron, you can't kill Melville. He is your brother after all."