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

Chapter 393 Carol’s Hope (3)

Ron just listened silently, but his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, and even his breathing was a little difficult.

He didn't know what kind of stimulation High Priest Hefelson received to become such a madman now.

He believed that Hefferson's original purpose must be to save the elves and the Mother Tree of All Things, but in the end what he did was contrary to his original purpose.

He suppressed the queen and the pope who harmed the elves, but his behavior was even more cruel than those two.

There wasn't much hatred in Carol's eyes, just fear.

She has long forgotten the impression of her parents.

After all, when she was adopted by Hefelson, she was still very, very young, and her memory was not yet complete. There was only a vague impression left in her mind, but as time went by, this impression had long since faded away. 's clean.

Now when I think about my parents, I can only confirm that they were a boy and a girl, that's all.

Since she has no memory of her parents, even if she knows that her parents may have been killed by Hefelson, Carol will not be born with much hatred because of this.

Her feelings for Hefelson were more of fear.

"Hefelson established more than one orphanage and all the adopted orphans would be sent there and we would grow up there until they were six years old."

Carol said slowly.

There was not much emotion in her voice, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with her. She was just an indifferent spectator.

"After we turn six, we orphans will be separated into white houses."

"White house?" Ron raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

"Well, the white house."

Carol nodded: "It's big."

"The walls are painted white, and magic spells are engraved on the walls. They are very strong and it is difficult to break the walls from the inside."

"Ten elves will be sent into each white house. Hefelson will not assign any tasks to us. After sending us into the white house, the staff will leave and let us fend for ourselves in the white house. Destroy."

"They're not going to provide any food, they're not going to provide any drinking water, they're not going to provide any weapons."

"They don't have to do anything. When hunger reaches a certain level, the elves in the white house will start fighting each other. If they want to survive, they can only rely on the flesh and blood of other elves."

Carol's eyes dropped.

Although she kept her tone as calm as possible, Ron could feel that her voice seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.

Even that calm voice instantly caused a dense layer of small bumps to appear on Ron's arms. The indescribable fear even made Ron feel a little uncomfortable breathing, even when he heard the word "Yang Gu". At that time, I had already guessed something in my heart, but when Carol said it out, she was still horrified.

Hefelson's ferocity was even more exaggerated and terrifying than he imagined.

"In every white house, only two people survive."

"The two people who survive will be taught the secrets of practice by more advanced beings, begin to be exposed to magic, and begin to master power."

"In the next year, the only job of all those who survive is to practice, practice continuously, practice hard, and use all means to improve their own strength, because we all know that in the near future, we will also enter That white house.”

"A year later, we were sent to that place again. We still had no food or water. This time we just had some extra weapons..."

“We went into the White House ten times in eleven years.”

"The first nine times, two people can survive from the white house. The tenth time, only one person can survive."

"Only elves who survive all ten trials are qualified to become members of the assassination group."

"I'm lucky I survived."

Ron felt his throat was a little dry. He knew what Carol's fluttering words "I survived" meant. It represented ten reincarnations of hell, and a long period of time, feeding on the flesh and blood of the same race.

This is the price of survival.

He had no doubt that those who survived in this way were without exception the best of the best.

Just like Carol, although I felt a little confused when I first saw her and didn't look like a killer at all, Carol's strength can definitely be called a killer no matter where she is placed. Master.

The only thing that was strange to Ron was that Carol said that she crawled out of a mountain of corpses and struggled out of hell, but she didn't have that twisted and ferocious aura about her.

She seemed untainted by that experience.

"After surviving for the tenth time, I met Hefferson for the first time. I wanted to kill him at that time. I tried, but unfortunately I was no match. He was too strong. He only used one hand and one hand. If you do this, I will be suppressed.”

Carol smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "I couldn't even see what he was doing. As soon as he raised his hand, my body fell to the ground uncontrollably, as if I was pressed up a mountain. , I feel like my bones and flesh are about to be ground into pieces."

Ron nodded slightly, thinking in his mind whether, with his current level, he could achieve the level of Hefelson.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that unless he unlocked the seal on his body or held the Eye of the Dragon God, it would be... very difficult. This Hefelson is probably a worse enemy than Holt and Apu. Among the opponents Ron has faced, perhaps only the gravekeeper can match him, second only to the Andre family crypt. That monster.

"When we practice on weekdays, there will be Hefelson's subordinates who will instill in us the idea of ​​loyalty to the high priest, but they obviously don't care about this aspect."

"After I was suppressed, they poured a potion into my mouth."

"That is a terrible potion, the cruelest poison in the world. If the antidote cannot be taken on time, once the effect of the potion takes effect, our bodies will gradually rot little by little, and eventually turn into a puddle. Thick water.”

"That's how he gained control over everyone who came out of the White House."

"Those who can make it out of the white house alive naturally value their own lives very much. No one is willing to throw away his life that he managed to survive. No matter how much he hates the bastard Hefelson in his heart, he still has to do it. Be the sharpest knife in his hand."

Ron nodded, he finally understood Hefelson's series of operations.

It's very simple, he doesn't need anything like loyalty at all.

The so-called loyalty is actually the human heart, and the human heart is the thing that cannot withstand the test the most. Compared with the human heart, Hefelson obviously feels that human life is more worthy of relying on.

"What about you?" Ron looked at Carol: "I always feel like you don't care about this life."

Thinking about the so-called assassination before, it feels like a joke.

Carol smiled bitterly: "Who doesn't care?"

"After all, I worked hard to survive in the white house..." After a pause, Carol felt helpless: "Well, maybe I really don't care as much as others..."

"Compared to my own life, I care more about other things..."

"I have always lived in a cage. I am very curious about everything in the outside world. I want to see what the outside world is like. As for the tasks assigned by the high priest, I can complete them if I can. It doesn't matter if I can't..."

"At least come out and have a look. Even if you die, it's almost enough."

Maybe that's why Carol's Assassination is so funny.

She has murderous intentions, but not much.

"call……"

After saying all the things that had been accumulated in her heart at once, Carol seemed to have released a lot of pressure. She exhaled heavily and subconsciously stretched her arms, as if she wanted to relax.

But this action seemed to have caused some harm to Carol. Her brows frowned subconsciously, and a flash of pain flashed between her brows, and then disappeared in a flash.

After a brief pause, Carol spoke again: "As for the people the high priest wants to kill, there are many. You, Christian, and Dolores are all on the list."

"The third princess of the Spang Theocracy, the fox sisters of the orc leader..."

Carol said a lot of names in succession, and Ron's face became a little gloomier with each name.

"In short, he wants to kill many, many people. The top leaders of all countries in the entire Twilight Continent and the top leaders of the seven orthodox religions are almost all on the death list. No one knows what he wants to do. He will only tell us where to start. Who is the target? As for how to do it and why, we tools are not qualified to know."

This is a very formidable enemy.

Many of the beings he wanted to assassinate were extremely powerful and were by no means easy targets to deal with.

But there is no doubt that this assassination will definitely create unimaginable disasters throughout the Twilight Continent.

Could it be that Hefelson's purpose is to disrupt the entire Twilight Continent and then take the opportunity to dominate the world?
Ron originally felt that Hefelson might be the repairman's puppet, but now he is not sure. After all, many beings on the list are important characters in the game's plot, and even two real puppets are dead. Archdeacon Apu and Holt IV were both on the death list.

What on earth does this guy want to do?
"Why are you so cooperative with me this time? Weren't you unwilling to say anything before?" Ron raised his eyebrows and asked.

Carol sighed faintly: "Who knows, maybe... it's because you hope to kill Hefelson, right?"

"I'll try." Ron nodded. It's a pity that the experience baby is gone.

"You told me so much this time, what do you want to get?" Ron asked.

He is easy to talk to, and in his opinion, this is a deal. Carol provides information for him, and he provides Carol with compensation.

After all, Carol is also a hidden protagonist, and she contains the heart of the wind.

Although they were hostile before, he couldn't kill Carol, so it would be good to treat it as a deal. At least it could be regarded as a good cause and ease the relationship between the two parties.

Carol's cheeks suddenly turned slightly red, and her thighs moved slightly on the window sill. She didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes flickered. She wanted Ron to slap her a few more times. It felt pretty good. .

But, she is a girl after all.

Ron had caught him before, and he had no choice but to die rather than surrender and at least get a good reputation.

Now if I have to take the initiative to bring it up, how can I do it?

Doesn't she want to lose face?
　I updated 9,000 words today, and I can’t even move anymore. I’m so busy right after the holidays that I feel dizzy.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)