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

Chapter 370 Damn it, are you a woman? (1)

Ron couldn't help but be surprised.

The system does not release tasks easily, but once the system releases a task, it means that the enemy he will face this time has the ability to kill him, and Ron cannot be ignored.

According to the difficulty of the task, the rewards of the task are also different.

Relative to the strength at the time, the more powerful the enemy, the more difficult the task, and the rewards will be greater.

With an item like Ostara's fragment recording a large amount of the magic of the Dawn Goddess, the difficulty of the task is naturally self-evident.

Ron has obviously experienced this kind of mission many times, but this one is definitely the strangest.

The assassin on the opposite side stared straight at Ron with wide eyes. Ron could read a kind of doubt in those eyes. She seemed to be very curious about how he found her traces.

Although he did not use the invisibility technique, his own aura had been suppressed to the extreme. His heartbeat and breathing were almost stagnant, and he barely released any aura. Could it be that it was just a pure coincidence?
Several thoughts suddenly appeared in the assassin's little head.

Soon, he shook his head and suppressed the messy thoughts that emerged in his heart. No matter what, he had to kill this man as soon as possible. Since a sneak attack failed, he would use his own strength to deal with him.

He is still very confident in his own strength.

It's just a pity that the mother tree pollen is carefully prepared. The smoke made from the mother tree pollen can stun all life in the world in just a few seconds, even giant dragons. Even if this pollen Because of his noble status, he didn't have much on hand. Unfortunately, the smoke fell to the ground before it had time to take effect.

Calm down your mood.

The rookie assassin's eyes froze slightly, and the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

A wisp of breeze blew towards his face. Ron's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly took a step to the side. With a sneer, the weird leaf-like dagger almost grazed Ron's throat and tore it apart, just within a hair's breadth. He was about to chop off Ron's head.

Just this sneak attack instantly made Ron put aside his contempt for this assassin.

Although he looks rough and inexperienced, his strength is definitely strong enough.

His speed was very fast, so fast that Ron was a little shocked. At that moment, even with Ron's strength, it was difficult to completely capture the figure of the assassin, and there were only afterimages left in front of him.

The power of the wind.

This assassin's control over the energy of the wind element has reached an astonishing level. He uses the magic power of the wind attribute to attach to his body and weapons, allowing him to have the same speed as the wind.

The assassin didn't seem to expect that his move would actually fail, but there was only slight surprise in his eyes, but he was not discouraged at all. He tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and with a buzz, there were more than a dozen people around Ron in an instant. A figure.

Doppelgänger.

Another clone technique.

However, it is completely different from the clone technique Holt once used.

Each of Holt's clones is a separate individual, possessing 80% of the strength of the original body. Although there are more clones of the assassin in front of him, these clones are pure illusions, simply a means to interfere with the target's sight. .

I have to admit that this method is quite effective. For a moment, Ron was dazzled. The sky in front, back, left, and right was full of assassins. The dagger flashed with layers of cold light, like overlapping waves, cutting towards Ron. All fatal wounds on the body. Ron breathed out: "Slow!"

As the sound fell, a circle of invisible ripples quickly spread around.

The time within a five-meter radius around him instantly fell into Ron's control.

The figure that was originally as fast as the wind suddenly slowed down. The assassin clearly noticed the abnormality, and obvious horror flashed in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Ron's right hand was suddenly stretched out and he grabbed the face of a figure in front of him without even looking at the other clones around him. It was obvious that he found the original figure at a glance.

This scene shocked the assassin even more. His clone technique had reached the pinnacle of perfection. The clone he created was almost indistinguishable from his original body. Even the chief priest of the clan couldn't tell the difference. How could he do it? Arrived?
Could it be said that this guy is more powerful than the high priest?

That's a legendary nine-star master.

How could this poor assassin know that Ron's strength cannot be calculated according to his own realm? If he hadn't put seals on his body one after another in order to avoid being targeted by the shackles of fate, forcibly suppressing his destructive power to the legendary nine-star level, Otherwise, with Ron's current strength, the assassin might have to endure crushing pressure just by getting close.

However, although the destructive power was sealed and suppressed, his own perception was not affected.

In the face of absolute strength, the interference of the clone technique is of no use at all, not even a small skill.

He grabbed the assassin's face with five fingers. He was not in a hurry to kill the assassin. He wanted to take off the assassin's mask and see who was so full that he had nothing to do. To kill myself.

Seeing a few fingers getting closer and closer to the door, the assassin's eyes clearly flashed with panic.

She wanted to control the tendency of her body to rush forward, but the thoughts in her mind had become very slow, and her body seemed to be out of control. Every thought seemed to take a lot of time, and she could only watch helplessly. Ron's fingers were getting closer and closer to him.

laugh!
call!
The assassin's body broke free from the shackles of slowness and retreated suddenly.

But the black veil was also lifted from the assassin's face.

A small, delicate and charming face appeared in front of Ron. The tied-up hair was loosely scattered, and a pair of long, pointed, white ears passed through the black hair, which was the symbol of the elf.

Ron was slightly startled: "Damn it, are you a woman?"

His eyes fell on the woman's chest involuntarily. Good guy, there is actually a woman in this world who can reach this level. No wonder this woman is so strong. She may have transferred the talent in her chest to practice. .

As soon as the assassin who had just been preparing for the next attack heard this, he felt Ron's impolite gaze and froze for a moment. Then his whole body began to tremble violently, and a flush instantly spread along his slender neck. All over his face, his two pointed and long little ears were trembling uncontrollably.

There was a pair of big emerald eyes filled with shame, anger, and cold murderous intent.

If before, this was just a task for her.

But now, she really had the urge to tear this man's mouth apart.

　Chapter One

　　
　
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