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

Chapter 409 Special Mission (Additional Chapter)
It was obvious that a wedding ceremony was being held on the top of the holy mountain, although the wedding was more hellish than a funeral.

The sounds coming from the mouths of the large group of weird things around were even worse than the mourning music at a funeral. The sounds were hoarse, as if rusty patches had been piled together, and the vigorous friction and wanton twisting of the limbs could be called a chaotic dance of demons. Even if Even the dancing god who sacrifices human beings is not so ghastly and twisted.

There was no festive atmosphere at all at the entire wedding scene.

If it must be said that this is a wedding, then Ron seriously doubts that this may be a ghost marriage.

And Ron finally saw clearly the two people on the altar who were preparing for the wedding...

The man was tall and extremely bloated. When he stood on the altar, he looked like a huge bucket. Especially his belly was round and full. His big belly hung down like a gourd, and he moved around as he moved. swing.

He seemed to be very energetic, with gray-black fur all over his body, like an atavistic short-haired baboon.

The face is as wide as a pot lid, and there are almost no hairs on the bald head. Strange lines can be seen everywhere from the face to the top of the head, making this person's skin look like it is spliced ​​together.

This person is the Holy Father.

Ron didn't know the name of this holy father, and he didn't feel too much strength from this holy father, but at least there was one thing that Ron really experienced, that is, the existence of this guy was so similar to him. Different.

The hairy right arm is also wrapped around the arm of a girl.

It was a petite elf.

Judging from appearance alone, she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, a little older than Thelma and Lucia.

However, her pointed and long ears are enough to prove her identity as an elf. The life span of elves is much longer than that of humans. Her age cannot be judged based on her appearance alone.

She has long emerald green hair that hangs down to her heels, like a green waterfall, crisp and bright.

Her figure is not that hot, but compared to Carol, who is much older than her, this little girl is proud of her figure.

She seemed to have just experienced a battle not long before this. The light green dress on her body was in tatters, and some of the cracks revealed skin as delicate as snow. Although she looked a bit embarrassed, judging from the style and shape of the dress, Judging from the fabric, it should be quite expensive. This girl's status among the elves should be high.

She seemed to be injured, and her face was extremely pale.

He seemed to be scared and confused about his future, and his light green eyes couldn't help showing a trace of panic.

Right in the middle of the altar is a stone statue, about two meters high and five meters long. The whole body is carved from white jade. It is round and round, like a huge worm. Through some gaps, you can still see the abdomen of the huge worm. There are densely packed abdomens and legs, which are obviously just stones, but each root seems to be squirming incessantly, which makes one's hair stand on end at first glance.

This thing is what the Holy Father calls God the Father.

I have to say that just this appearance alone has the demeanor of an evil god.

Ron was not very clear about the origin of this evil god, but there was a huge bed next to the statue of the evil god. It was rare that there were some quilts and other things on the bed. It seemed that he was planning to worship. After the Father God, he directly performed the bridal chamber in front of a large crowd, and then tried to reproduce the bloodline of the evil god.

As for things like propriety, justice, integrity, etc., they have no value at all to these things that even people eat.

Mirabelle's body was trembling slightly.

She is very smart.

She is the youngest elf queen in so many years. She can practice secretly under the supervision of the high priest, hiding it from both ears and eyes, and finally finds a way to break free from restrictions and escape from birth, whether it is character, courage, or rice. Labelle can be said to be the best choice. But even such a shrewd elf couldn't help but tremble at this moment, and the fear in his heart swept over him like waves.

Her talent is very gifted, and it is no exaggeration to say that she is favored by heaven.

For so many years, Mirabell can only practice quietly in secret, but her strength is getting stronger day by day. If this elf is really allowed to let go of practice, there is no telling what level of strength it will reach.

In Ron's memory, there are more than ten heroines in the entire game, version by version, and Mirabelle's talent is probably the most outstanding among these heroines.

But no matter what, Mirabelle is just a little girl after all.

When he escaped from the Elf Forest, he was intercepted by the assassination team under the high priest. Although he was temporarily forced back, he was also seriously injured.

She originally thought about hiding in this small town for a while, but she didn't expect to be caught soon. She wanted to escape, but there were weird monsters everywhere, and there was no way to escape. Next to her was the ugly saint. Father, Mirabell couldn't even tell what level of strength this guy was. Just by being grabbed by the arm, the magic power in her whole body was almost completely suppressed.

Is it possible that I really want to marry this damn Holy Father? Become the mother body of what Son?

Take a look at the ugly and weird statue in front of you. If you really want to give birth to a child for this thing, Mirabell would rather stay in the queen's seat and wait for death.

Compared to Mirabelle's fear and despair, the Holy Father next to her was full of joy, with a gap in her ugly face, revealing a mouth full of jagged yellow teeth.

Since becoming the Holy Father, he has kidnapped all the women in the entire town and made them his brides. He even arranged for some children to go outside the city to lure some travelers into the city, and all the women among them became his brides.

After calculation, it was not five thousand, but it was estimated to be four thousand and eighty.

For so many days, he did almost nothing else and planted seeds day and night.

Fortunately, with the gift of Father God, he seems to have inexhaustible energy, and his desire is extremely strong. Nowadays, let alone a woman, even if he only sees a female, even if it is just a sow, his chest Zhongdu has a strong impulse, not to mention a young and beautiful woman like Mirabelle.

The four or five thousand brides before her combined were not as beautiful as Mirabelle.

Moreover, the previous four or five thousand brides were completely unable to give birth to a bride that satisfied Father God. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, fearing that Father God would be angry.

The reason for this is largely due to the poor quality of the mother's body and its inability to withstand the power of God the Father.

But Mirabell is different. Although this elf is injured and her strength is not as good as hers, she is already quite powerful. The most important thing is that she is a member of the royal family of the elves and has extremely noble blood.

If he had sex with Mirabell, the Son born would definitely be able to meet the requirements of God the Father.

The Holy Father could not wait any longer.

On the other side, Elsa's figure quietly emerged from Ron's body, and sat leisurely on Ron's shoulder. Her voice was familiar, crisp, and even had a hint of laziness. From Elsa's mouth:
[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for starting special mission eight, conquering the Elf Queen Mirabelle, mission reward: Elf Heart! 】

Elsa seemed a little tired, and there was a deep sleepiness in her black and white pupils:
[Beep, a friendly reminder from the system, Mirabelle is extremely loyal to her marriage. Once the wedding is completed, there will be no possibility of a strategy. The host please make a decision in time! 】

　Chapter One

　　
　
(End of this chapter)