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

Chapter 403 Holy Father (five thousand)
[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host, the infinite death system is activated...]

Ron was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that he would receive such a system prompt as soon as he landed from the sky. What was this? Was he being targeted as soon as he landed?
[Mission background: You came to a remote town and wanted to take a rest here, but soon, you discovered that something was wrong with this town...]

[Mission goal: Survive]

[Task reward: random]

[Task time limit: seventy-two hours]

The system prompts this time were very brief, providing very few clues to Ron, including who the enemy was, what their strength was, and even the rewards were not introduced at all.

It's more like some kind of decryption game, allowing Ron to search for clues in this town and solve the final mystery.

However, for Ron, who has experienced 99% of the plot in the game, this so-called decryption game really does not arouse much interest.

……

Just on the other side.

The border of the Kingdom of Granville.

Agnes was holding Lucia in her arms, and Cecilia was holding Thelma in her arms, plus Agnes, a white-haired saint. Seeing Carol in front of them, they all looked at each other, and their expressions looked particularly strange.

Although it was said that Ron's message magic had been received before and he knew about Carol's existence, it was difficult to introduce it in detail in the message. Now he looked at the person in front of him wearing an emerald green dress. Although his chest was slightly barren, his skin was white. The beautiful elves with slim waists and long legs all felt helpless in their hearts.

The original Ron would bring back some women from nowhere after leaving for a while.

Now it was even more extreme. There were already three women staring at him, but after just a short sleep, there was an extra female elf in the room.

Now that things have come to this, what can be done? Do you want to scold Ron?
But Ron wasn't around, so there was no one to be found.

Do you want to drive Carol away?

Although these girls have different personalities, they have one thing in common, that is, everything is centered around Ron. Even if he felt uncomfortable in his heart, if driving away Carol would make Ron uncomfortable, then he would not do it anyway.

What's more, after such a long time, I have gradually become accustomed to this kind of thing, and at least I am not as resistant as I was at the beginning.

After everything was packed up, the group of people left the hotel and headed to the Spang Theocracy. They all knew that Ron also had careful arrangements in the Spang Theocracy. After this trip, there was no doubt that the situation in the Spang Theocracy would also change. .

……

The sky is dark.

The sun is clearly rising in the east, but the sunshine seems to be unable to shine on this small town. The whole city is submerged in a somewhat dirty atmosphere with ashes everywhere. There is obviously nothing in the air, but at a glance, it seems Countless ashes filled the air, and even breathing became a little suppressed.

Obviously not far behind is the Forest of Elves.

Further away, there are also lush mountains.

But the greenery didn't seem to affect the small town at all. The color tone of the small town was also incompatible with the surroundings. There was almost no green color in the entire small town, and some were just dirty and dark yellow.

Looking around, most of the surrounding buildings are low and dilapidated, and many houses are also dilapidated. The walls are covered with yellow, black, and brown stains, in groups and patches, as if something sticky is stuck to them. There were traces of dryness on it, and even worse, the walls simply collapsed, revealing the long-rotted beds and wardrobes in the room.

If it weren't for the occasional person walking through the streets of the small town, Ron would have even thought it was a dead city.

Even these few figures were dressed in tattered linen clothes. They were all dirty, and they didn't even have shoes. They were barefoot, and their legs couldn't be covered by rag strips. It's black sludge.

Their faces were dull and their eyes were numb.

Ron could clearly feel the heartbeats and breathing of these people, and knew that they were living people, but in Ron's eyes, these people were just like a group of walking corpses.

Only when they looked at Ron occasionally, a heart-stopping light would suddenly flash in their eyes, which contained unspeakable emotions, including greed, madness, and gloating.

Their throats were even squirming, as if Ron was no longer a living person in their eyes, but a ball of delicious flesh and blood.

That weird atmosphere made Ron feel a little depressed.

He had to lament his own misfortune. He had been boasting before that he had experienced 99% of the plots and maps in the game. Carol, the hidden heroine, was just an exception.

But even for Carol and Ron, although they had not personally gone through this hidden mission, they had at least heard of it.

But Ron had no impression of the town in front of him at all.

Perhaps, this town and the secrets in this town are the one percent that Ron has never set foot in.

Although he has not explored it and has no memories of this town in his mind, Ron can feel that this town is very dangerous. No one can guarantee what will happen if he continues to stay here. Of course, there is The six-winged fallen angel Niaf was here, and Ron was not worried about his safety. He just didn't want to waste too long in this small town.

The Spang Theocracy and the Orc Territory all had many things that Ron needed to solve, and he didn't have that much time to waste in this small town.

Ron is not that kind of saintly mother, and does not have the noble sentiments to save the world's common people. The residents of this small town seem to have been tortured to a terrible state, but what does that have to do with him?
Although it is a pity to abandon the tasks arranged by the system like this, but the system's requirement is to survive, so if you stay far away from here, you should be considered to have survived, right?

This is what Ron thinks and does.

After making a decision in his heart, Ron barely hesitated and slowly flew into the air.

However, just as Ron's body flew into the air, less than twenty meters away, he felt some kind of obstacle appearing above his head, like an invisible barrier, blocking Ron.

Prohibition?

Is this because you don’t want to let yourself leave?
Near some special maps, there will be some restrictions restricting access, which is a very normal setting in the game. Ron was not surprised at all. He just clenched his fists, and with the blessing of half-dragon transformation, he rushed with one fist. He smashed the restriction in front of him.

puff.

That fist felt like it was hitting the semi-fluid directly. It was soft and had no strength. The feeling may be more unbearable than a fist hitting cotton.

Faintly, Ron could even feel layers of ripples swaying in the space in front of him, and the force of Ron's punch was released silently.

Waving his arms casually, Ron felt a little funny in his heart. He originally didn't want to waste time in this small town, but it seemed that this small town didn't want him to leave. Anyway, in that case, let's play with him for a while. alright.

Ron pursed his lips and landed from the sky.

There were a few ragged people on the ground who saw Ron's actions just now. They just looked up with their heads raised and had no other reaction at all. Only their eyes were full of teasing.

Ron didn't try to ask anything from these people. He just looked around and found a house with a collapsed wall, and got into the house through the hole.

The color tone in the small town is already gloomy, and the interior of the house is even more gloomy and damp. The room is even filled with a strong, decaying smell, and an inexplicable, nauseating smell.

The room was very small. Judging from the tattered clothes in the closet, there should have been a couple living here, but now they have disappeared.

Ron's eyes were on the bed. The bed was made of irregular wooden boards. It was unknown how many years it had been used. The wooden boards looked a little rotten. There was just some thatch casually laid on the wooden boards. There were also a few pieces of tattered linen, which could be regarded as mattresses... of course they could also be quilts.

The strange thing is that there is a hole dug in the middle of the bed.

Under the hole is a wooden basin, and there are also some dark brown traces in the basin.

At first, Ron thought that there might have been a paralyzed person lying here. This hole and this tub should have been used to contain the patient's filth.

But soon, Ron denied his guess.

There was no filth in the tub, but as for those dark brown traces... Ron's heart moved, it was blood. Yes, it's blood.

It's just the traces of dried blood. Combined with the depressing tones of the small town, it looks even more gloomy.

There was also a rice vat in the room. Ron walked over and opened the tattered lid of the rice vat...

A buzzing sound.

A group of black things immediately rushed towards Ron's face, and he subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid those things.

It was a fly, a blowfly that was almost wrapped in a ball. After the flies dispersed, Ron looked down and saw that there was not a grain of rice in the rice vat. Instead, there was a starved rat lying there. The rat's body had been It is hollow and clearly visible to the naked eye, and some white bugs are slowly squirming inside its body.

Judging from the degree of rat decay, this dilapidated house must have been uninhabited for some time.

As a professional player, Ron is very experienced in dealing with the situation at hand. There are two things he needs to do first. The first is to explore the surrounding environment and look for any suspicious clues, especially notes and the like. Things, some intermittent jumbled words, are very likely to be the key to solving the puzzle.

But it was obvious that the owner of this room was not the kind of scholar who would leave a diary.

The second rule is not to let go of any NPC and talk to everyone you meet. Especially the beggars on the street, the crazy women, the mysterious old man who talks in riddles...

Ron is currently following the first action. After failing to obtain anything useful in this room, Ron left the room and went directly to the next door.

He searched room after room, and every room was almost the same. Almost all of these rooms were unoccupied, and the time was not one or two days.

The most bizarre thing is that 80% of the beds in the rooms have a hole in the middle.

Moreover, when searching these rooms, Ron also always paid attention to the movements outside. The streets were as sparsely populated as ever, but he discovered another very special place. The people who occasionally walked through the streets... were all man.

That's right, all men, not a single woman.

It's like... there are no women living in this small town at all.

But this was obviously impossible. In the wardrobes of some rooms, Ron clearly saw clothes worn by some women.

This proves that there were indeed women living in this small town, but now, those women do not know where they have gone. Perhaps, they were all killed, or they may have all been kidnapped somewhere.

It wasn't until Ron opened the seventh door that he finally made a different discovery.

This room is obviously slightly larger than the previous ones, and it is cleaner. It is obvious that the original owner of this room lived a relatively comfortable life, with more furniture and even a desk.

On the desk, there is an equally tattered notebook.

There is even an ink bottle placed in the upper left corner of the desk, and a quill is stuck in the ink bottle. However, the bottle has dried up and there is not even a drop of ink in it. From this point of view, the time when this family disappeared was even To be longer.

There were no holes in the slightly wider bed.

The windows were covered with spider webs, but unfortunately, the spiders had all starved to death, and the remaining layer of skin hung on the tattered spider webs. When a gust of wind blew, the spider webs immediately jumped up and down, and even the rotten wood The window also made a squeaking sound.

Nima!

Ron shivered slightly and cursed secretly in his mind.

I have to say that this small town renders that depressive atmosphere very well. There are not too many... no, it can even be said that there are no bloody and terrifying scenes at all, but the atmosphere of decline, decay, darkness and depression , but it is very rich.

Even if nothing happens, just walking in this area, a heavy stone will be subconsciously pressed against the chest, and the spirit will be silently tense.

This silent and subtle terror may be even more frightening.

In a situation of extreme mental stress and high concentration, any slightest movement may cause a huge reaction.

Ron glanced outside and saw that the sun was still rising in the sky. Ever since Ron entered this small town, he discovered that although he could walk freely in this small town, he could not leave unless there was a restriction and blockade. In addition, Apart from the depressing atmosphere, there is not much difference from the outside world.

But now Ron has discovered another anomaly. Time here seems to be stagnant and will not be affected by the outside world.

It has been at least an hour since he entered this small town, but the sky has not changed at all, it has not become brighter, nor has it become darker.

Ron kept this in mind. In a decryption game like this, any clue might be the key to solving the puzzle. Rarely, he felt a sense of excitement about facing the challenge.

After a brief pause, Ron finally walked towards the desk, looked at the only diary that might contain clues, and gently opened the diary's title page with his right index finger.

The diary is very thin.

The handwriting inside is also a bit childish, as if it has just learned to write.

"Dad and mom had a fight. Dad was very distressed. He broke a lot of things. I was scared and hid in the corner without saying a word. But mom seemed very happy. Being chosen by the Holy Father seemed to be a very honorable thing. That’s what I heard them say.”

Holy Father!

As soon as he saw the first page of the diary, Ron noticed a key word, Holy Father.

He thought about it in his mind.

It seems that the popes of certain churches will also be called the Holy Father, but it is obvious that the Holy Father in this small city should not be those popes, and those popes will never live in such a dilapidated city.

"There are more and more black beasts. They surround the village and keep making terrifying howls. Everyone in the village is trembling. I am also very scared. I can see the eyes of those monsters. Inside their eyes They are all glowing green, like wolves.”

The black beast has also spread here.

"But fortunately, we have the Holy Father!"

"The great Holy Father has used his own power to set up a barrier to stop the black beast and protect the entire town within the barrier. As long as the Holy Father is around, we will be safe."

The barrier should be the outer layer of restriction.

"However, we can't leave the small town, but it doesn't matter. The Holy Father said that the outside world has been occupied by black beasts. Even if we go out from here, we can only become food for the black beasts."

"The town is safe. As long as we stay in the town, we will not be harmed."

"A lot of people came to the house today. They are the messengers of the Holy Father. They brought rice and wheat to the house, and beautiful clothes to my mother. Several old ladies dressed my mother up beautifully, and then they brought her to the house. Leave with mom."

"Dad suddenly took a kitchen knife and killed an old woman, but soon he was caught. They said that he had been contaminated by the filth released by the black beast and turned into a madman. Only fire can cleanse the filth in dad's body. filthy."

"I watched the fire engulfing my father. My father's voice sounded very painful. I wanted to take him out, but they wouldn't let me go..."

"I saw their eyes, and their eyes were shining. I had seen those eyes on black beasts before... they were drooling."

"I'm so scared...Daddy was screaming. He seemed to have seen me. He screamed at me desperately, telling me to leave here, as far away as possible, and never come back again."

"He said... they were all crazy!"

"I don't know who is the madman, dad, mom, or those other people? I want to leave here, but there are black beasts outside. What on earth am I going to do?"

"The flames went out... Daddy's body turned into a human-shaped charcoal. They howled and rushed forward, spitting everywhere. They didn't care about the scorched black marks on Daddy's body, and fought desperately for Daddy. Their bodies were torn apart, with bright red flesh and blood underneath the black marks. They were just like those black beasts outside, desperately stuffing those things into their mouths."

　Today I'm in trouble.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)