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

Chapter 158 Picking Witch (4)

Ron didn't want to get into trouble, but he knew better that when Mallory found him, trouble would already arise.

Ron would have no reservations about someone like Mallory.

The broken glass shards flew in all directions under the impact of the explosion, and the speed almost reached the limit in a short time. There is no doubt that Mallory is very strong. Although he is a pervert, he is also a very good person. The magician, but at such a close distance, faced with the glass shards sliding at high speed, even Mallory had no chance to escape.

He didn't even have time to hold up the shield.

He couldn't even subconsciously raise his head or even close his eyes.

Sharp glass shards shot densely into Mallory's eyes.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Mallory raised his right hand and covered his eyes.

But, it was too late, scarlet blood streaks were dripping from under his palm.

Three shards of glass were embedded in the left eye. Although the eyeball was instantly damaged, it was still possible to heal.

But when Mallory finally put down his right hand and saw the appearance of his right eye, all the followers around him changed their expressions.

Originally, in order to clearly see the words engraved on the glass bottle, I moved closer with my right eye, which was the closest and suffered the most serious impact from the explosion of the glass bottle.

The entire eye socket contained dozens of pieces of debris.

The eyeballs have completely turned into a ball of paste, and disgusting mucus is rolling down the corners of the eyes.

Not even Psalm can save this right eye!

Wasted! !

When Mallory lost an eye on the train, the absurdity at the Brera Hotel continued.

Ron temporarily let go of the paralyzed Charlene, but the impulse he had suppressed for more than a month would not end so easily.

He looked at Lidya not far away. The undead witch's eyes had become a little confused, and the beautiful nasal sounds of "Uh-huh" kept coming from the wings of her nose.

Her cheeks were crimson and her body was trembling slightly. The scene before her eyes gave the Undead Witch an extremely strong impact. It was completely different from the feeling she had experienced through consciousness manipulation. She wanted to escape, but her legs were like nails. Still motionless.

Unlike Charlene, due to the consciousness manipulation technique, Lydia was more strongly influenced by Ron. Regardless of whether Lydia admitted the reason or not, Ron was not the only one who endured this for more than a month. .

At this moment, Ron also noticed some of Lidya's little movements. He smiled and waved to Lidya.

It was obviously just a very simple action, but for Lydia, it seemed to contain irresistible magic power, and her body subconsciously walked towards Ron.

As soon as she arrived in front of Ron, Ron grabbed Yingying's waist and occupied Lidya's lips with his big mouth.

Lidya's beautiful eyes suddenly widened: "Uh-huh..."

A nice sound came from Sakura's lips.

A direct kiss was completely different from the previous touch that spanned space.

The eyes of the undead witch were as blurry as silk in an instant!

The blessing of the God of Love is showing its power rampantly.

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After barely cleaning up the mess, Ron sat on the edge of the bed, panting slightly.

Ron thought that Lidya was delicate and petite, but unexpectedly, Lidya acted even crazier than Charlene.

Maybe, this is the witch?

He had to admit that the taste of the witch was truly ecstasy.

At this moment, both Charlene and Lydia were exhausted and fell asleep after occupying Ron's bed. Ron, on the other hand, was in high spirits and did not look tired at all.

He couldn't sleep.

I originally wanted to strengthen the equipment on Charlene and Lidya, but I couldn't bear to wake up the two women who had just woken up.

Forget it, let’s talk about it tomorrow.

Ron stretched his arms vigorously and looked into the distance. Speaking of which, the special magic mark he left had exploded just now.

Ron has made an exquisite design for this magic mark. It will only be triggered when Mallory's magic is sensed, so there is no need to worry about accidentally hurting innocent people.

This is the power recorded in Ostara's fragment. Although the grade is not high, it can be used to deceive people, but it can produce quite good results.

I don’t know how Mallory is doing now, I hope it’s not too bad.

Ron had tried it before. The destructive power of the magic mark explosion was probably about the same as the steel balls sprayed from a shotgun. As long as it didn't hit particularly vulnerable places like the eyeballs at close range, it shouldn't cause much harm to Mallory. s damage.

I hope that after this guy has learned his lesson, he will be more honest and stop coming here to cause trouble.

Not everyone cares about his father, the president of the Magic Association. Glancing out the window again, Ron changed his clothes, jumped up, and jumped from the seventh floor.

the other side.

On the train, Mallory's screams could be heard.

"Damn it, please be gentle, damn, check it out for me, I want to know who that person is, I want to kill him, I want to kill his whole family..."

The shrill voice sounded like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

One of his men was carefully using tweezers to pull off the fine glass shards one by one from Mallory's face.

And every time he pulled off a piece, Mallory let out an earth-shattering howl. Every burst of severe pain made the hatred in Mallory's chest become stronger and stronger.

There is no way, if you don't get these glass shards out, even if you use the healing magic scroll to heal the left eye, it will be useless. The glass slag is still wrapped in the eyeball, which will make it even more troublesome.

This subordinate couldn't help but keep complaining in his heart. He is really such a beast. Once the glass bottle exploded, dense glass slag covered the entire face. This may not kill people directly, but it is better than killing people. Even worse, even if all the glass shards are removed, the face will be full of flowers, and the eyes, nose, and mouth may be left with lifelong scars. Just like Master Mallory, even if it is cured, it will still become A one-eyed dragon who is not a beast to a certain extent would never be able to think of such a damaging move.

A sneeze!

A gust of cold wind blew, and Ron sneezed suddenly as he landed downstairs.

He pulled up his collar, trying to block the cold wind that kept pouring in.

When Ron looked over, he could clearly feel that under the messy hair of the dragon girl Ifrit, a pair of pure white eyes were staring directly at him.

Ron didn't say a word. He took out a blanket from the storage ring and covered Ifrit. After all, it was chilly outside, and a coat couldn't provide much warmth to Ifrit.

From the previous attitude of the waiter towards Ifrit, Ron could imagine what kind of treatment Ifrit had when she was escaping pursuit and wandering in the human world. It’s no wonder that the person who grew up in the future Ifrit's heart was filled with hatred for humans.

Ron's idea was very simple.

He did not try to reverse Ifrit's hatred for all mankind. Ifrit destroyed the giants, surrendered the orcs, enslaved the elves, and even destroyed the human country. Ron did not care at all, but he must increase the number of Ifrit. Feeling good about yourself.

The methods may be shameless.

At this moment, Ifrit has just experienced the disaster and pain of the death of the dragon clan and the death of all her relatives. She also has to endure the pursuit of humans, beasts, elves and masters from major churches. This is the moment when she is most vulnerable and fearful. The most desperate moment.

She obviously has quite good power, but in order to conceal her identity as a dragon, she doesn't dare to show it.

She could only shiver in the cold, endure the feeling of hunger, and look for something to satisfy her hunger from the leftovers thrown out of the hotel. She didn't even dare to hide in the deep mountains and forests, which were the focus of experts from all races. In the inspection area, the Dragon Clan was finally finished. No one thought that one day in the future, there would be another huge monster above their heads.

In comparison, human cities are slightly safer.

Even if you have to bear the cold looks, ridicule and expulsion from others.

At this time, if someone could give her a little warmth, even just a coat or a piece of bread, it would be enough to leave an indelible impression in Ifrit's heart.

This is called taking advantage of a weak point.

Low investment, high returns, and good results.

Ron didn't care about the means, as long as he could achieve his goal. After covering Ifrit with a blanket, Ron didn't say much, just turned around and left quietly.

Sure enough, just as Ron took a few steps away, a slightly difficult voice came from behind: "Why are you... so nice to me..."

Perhaps because she hasn't spoken for a long time, Ifrit's articulation is not clear, and can even be said to be quite bad.

"Why?" Ron smiled: "Just think that I am kind-hearted occasionally. I am not usually like this."

"What do you want from me?" Ifrit didn't believe Ron's explanation, so she asked again.

The vigilance is quite high.

Ron turned around. Although Ifrit's voice was sharp, her body was still very honest. She rolled the large blanket around her body, leaving only a small head exposed.

He looked at Ifrit up and down a little presumptuously, then scratched his chin: "I'm curious, is there anything about you that might arouse my interest?"

"Your body?"

"Well, this may not be very gentlemanly, but you should have seen some of my female companions." Ron spread his hands and said.

Ifrit seemed a little unconvinced. She puffed up her cheeks and couldn't help muttering in her heart. In her fully human form, I am even more beautiful and sexy than the female companions around you.

She didn't realize that when facing Ron, her spirit seemed to be more active than before, far less lifeless than before.

Ron pointed to the lighted window on the seventh floor: "Let me ask you again, do you want to come into the house with me?"

Even with a blanket, it's still very cold outside.

　Here comes Chapter 4, there will be more later.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)