Ahh

Opposite the Otis weapons shop was a restaurant, and Herman, who was standing at the window, sneezed suddenly.

His injuries have been completely healed, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have even wondered if the person who was half-dead before was really Herman?

His mental state seems to be much better than before, at least not so crazy anymore.

The right hand moved back and forth rapidly.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't do anything bad, he just held a file and kept rubbing the nails of his left hand...... There were some strange changes in his body, his fingernails grew very fast, and he could wake up seven or eight centimeters long in one night, curved like a hook and sharp as a knife!

He could only keep cutting his nails off and grinding them off.

The golden eyeballs had turned a dark red hue, and there were countless tiny things wriggling in the depths of the pupils.

His eyes stared at the two figures opposite, and he could see the charm and temptation blooming on Irelia's face, there was no doubt that in the three days that he was tormented, the lives of Irelia and Ron could only be described as chaotic, and it was estimated that he had tried many postures.

Ah, Irelia looks more seductive than ever.

That was obviously a beauty that could only be enjoyed by him, and now that it was all cheaper for Ron, as long as he thought of this, the killing intent in Herman's chest was unprecedentedly strong. However, at this moment, Herman showed incredible calmness, he seemed to have grown a lot in just three days, no matter how strong the killing intent in his chest was, he had no intention of doing it directly.

He even lamented his previous stupidity, dealing with a mere Ron, why did he have to do it himself?

Herman's gaze looked to the side.

Just beside him, three figures stood impressively.

A sturdy man with a majestic figure, a steel armor, and a scar on his face, this guy's arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, and his whole body is covered with muscles like steel poured, and he looks a little silly on the outside, but the axe on his shoulder, I don't know how many people's bones have been chopped.

Bloodaxe Simon!

A petite, slender, close-fitting leather armor could not show off any curves smoother than the floor, and her narrow cheeks seemed to have some immaturity, like an underage girl, but anyone who dared to underestimate her would pay the most tragic price.

Boning knife Marty!

Her favorite thing to do is to use the short knife in her hand to peel off the fascia and flesh from the victim's body one by one, and enjoy the pleasure of blood spurting all over her body.

She is Simon's wife...... Herman admits that Marty tastes really good.

While enjoying Marty, Herman felt as if he understood Ron...... Other people's women always feel more flavorful.

So, wouldn't snatching Irelia back now also make him even more crazy?

As for the last one, it was a somewhat handsome young swordsman.

He is the most normal-looking of the three, but he is probably also the most perverted.

Space Slash Eden!

His sword was lightning fast, as if it were teleporting.

At the same time, his favorite thing to do is to slit the throat of his temporary lover while feeling the sorrow and struggle of his temporary lover.

Eden has repeatedly professed his love to Herman, but Herman has rejected them.

Even if Herman thinks that he is not a good thing, he has always stayed away from this Eden.

These three people, who committed countless sins, were wanted by the Kingdom of Granville and the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, and were finally captured alive, his father saw that these three people still had some strength, so he used a little means, and casually caught three similarly sized ones outside and sent them to the guillotine, replaced the three of them, planted secret techniques on their bodies, and arranged to serve as bodyguards by Herman's side.

Ron's strength is no more than a disaster star, and these three people are a disaster-level one-star, a disaster-level one-star, and a disaster-level two-star...... This wave, that's the real advantage in me.

If you don't believe it, you can't kill Ron.

The smile on Herman's face grew stronger: "You say that if Ron is really a prophet, will you know that we are going to kill him?" ”

In the grinning mouth, it can be clearly seen that Herman's teeth seem to have become sharper, like canine teeth, and even show a slight bend.

Simon's urn sound came from the sound of the urn, directly denying the identity of the Prophet Ron:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"For thousands of years, there was only one person who could truly be called a prophet, and that was Archibald." Eden, a handsome young swordsman, also expressed his thoughts: "It is said that he left a book of prophecy before he went mad, foreseeing the catastrophe that the world might face in a thousand years. ”

"It's just that the Book of Prophecy was written in a script invented by Archibald himself, and it is supposed to be the filthy words that he used to curse the gods before he died."

"For thousands of years, although it has been difficult to decipher the words of the prophecy that have occasionally been found, one can occasionally find the fragments."

"This Ron, most of the time, just found some fragments of the prophecy book from somewhere, and then ran out and pretended to be a ghost, after all, this guy is a paleographer, so it's not surprising that he can decipher some of the content."

"Don't worry, young master, the three of us will take Ron and take it down!"

Herman stroked his hands and smiled, "That's very good. ”

"Wait until Ron walks out of the Otis weapons shop, and immediately do ......"

Herman didn't want to make trouble in the Otis weapons shop, after all, the weapon shop owner was not to be underestimated, and he didn't want to be disturbed by irrelevant factors in the process of killing Ron.

"Remember, don't hurt Irelia."

"It's better not to kill Ron directly, I'll show him what despair is." Herman said in a sinister voice.

All the humiliation and pain he had suffered had to be tasted by Ron!

Irelia, I'll let you know who the man is really worthy of you!

……

Inside the store.

Ron sat in his chair and waited quietly, thinking about it in his heart.

His current strength should not be Virgil's opponent, but if he can buy a handy, purple excellent grade weapon, and strengthen it to the full thirteenth, even Fergill, a disaster-level seven-star master, may be able to fight in a short time!

I just don't know what the strength of the three killers outside is.

I hope it's not all at Fergill's level, three at once, he really can't bear it.

Of course, Ron is not without means to save his life, such as the special effect attached to the Ring of Hercules, such as Hercules' protection.

Draw the power of Hercules and descend on yourself.

This move may cause a very exaggerated burden on the body, but on the other hand, Ron's strength will also increase several times because of this.

Ron was aware of the special quest for the Ring of Hercules Ring Upgrade, but could not complete it in Larnaca.

Plus an extreme dodge that can be used once a day.

If you really can't do it, it should be no problem to escape.

It's a pity, Herman started a little early, if Ron is given enough time to buy a full set of purple equipment and fully strengthened, then there should really be nothing to worry about.

Ron was quiet, and Irelia was a little more lively in comparison. Slender bodies walked between the shelves, seemingly interested in the weapons.

Before long, footsteps came from the inner hall, and Ron followed the sound to see Maurimo's fat body reappear in front of him. He was holding ...... in his arms That's right, it's just holding a slender magic wand with a slender wand of about one meter and two.

The whole body is jet black, and the child's arm is thick!

The surface is fine, and it looks as if it was sanded from some kind of wood, but it shimmers with a metallic sheen.

The head of the cane looks like a lump of nodules, uneven, but very rounded.

From Morimoh's flushed face and humming gesture, you could also feel that this staff was perfectly suited to Ron's needs.

He's heavy.

It's also hard.

It can definitely blow up the enemy's dog head in one go.

Finally, Morimo walked up to Ron, and he carefully placed the staff on the table in front of Ron.

Bang!

Despite his caution, Maurimo made a dull sound.

The table creaked and creaked.

"Whew...... Sir, I think this weapon should meet your requirements. Morimo wiped the sweat from his forehead and gasped.

Ron stood up.

"This is a weapon forged by Master Otis himself, this is an attempt by the master, you know, the general staff prefers to use incense wood, moon wood, black sycamore, and Mithril has an advantage in terms of magic penetration, but these staff themselves are quite fragile, unable to withstand too strong impacts, and can easily break or even break." Maurrimo babbled introductory.

"Master Otis is ready to change this, so he chose ironwood that has never been used by anyone, and it is still a hundred years old, ironwood you know, it is harder than steel, and the staff forged from ironwood has definitely reached the limit in terms of strength."

"See this tree nodule above? Trust me, it fits your requirements perfectly. ”

"Moreover, a hundred-year-old ironwood magic wand like this, Master Otis has only forged such a weapon, an out-of-print weapon, you deserve it."

Only such a handful was forged, wasn't it because the hundred-year-old ironwood magic wand couldn't be sold at all? Not to mention anything else, this weight alone is something that few magicians can hold.

Why is it that in this guy's mouth, the shortcomings have turned into advantages?

It is worthy of being engaged in sales.

Ron took Morimoh's words as a deaf ear, and reached out his right hand for his magic staff.

"Be careful, it's heavy." Molimo reminded from the side.

If Ron breaks his wrist, it's another trouble.

After all, the other party is a priest, and although Master Otis is very famous, he is only a craftsman and a merchant after all, and his status is not on the same level as that of a priest.

He even kind of wanted to see Ron make a fool of himself...... But I'm worried that if this young master can't pick it up all at once, will he be annoyed and angry?

Morimo regretted it a little, maybe he shouldn't have taken out this magic wand, this kind of young master, especially in front of his female companion, values face the most.

If you can't pick it up, you feel embarrassed and make trouble here, then it's troublesome.

Morimo wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Ron's fingertips had already landed on the ironwood, a little cold, a few fingers grabbed the body of the staff, and the next second, in the surprised gaze of Morimo, the heavy ironwood snorted out of the table and was grabbed by Ron in the palm of his hand with one hand.

A few casual swings.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The sound of tearing through the air was heavy and textured.

The fat on Morimo's face continued to tremble, he wanted to see Ron make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that the ugly became himself, and he couldn't help but scream.

This hundred-year-old ironwood magic wand weighs eighty-two pounds!

Don't say it's a magician, even some weaker warriors don't want to pick it up with one hand, even if they can pick it up, it's absolutely impossible to wield it like this.

Why did the magic wand that was half tired and tired by himself come into the hands of this guy, as if there was no weight at all?

The most exaggerated thing is that this guy even uses the magic wand as a slender sword and pulls out a sword flower...... Ah no, cane flowers!

He wanted to ask, are you really a mage?

Seeing the pitch-black cane whizzing in front of him, Morimo silently took two steps back, after all, if this thing didn't hold it steadily, if it came out, his head would instantly turn into a watermelon hit by a hammer.

Finally, Ron stopped.

He glanced at the attributes:

[Ironwood Staff: Purple is excellent, it's a staff, not a hammer!] 】

[Enhancement Level: 0]

【Magic Attack +4】

[Physical Attack +127]

[Additional special attributes; Strength +98]

[Additional Special Effect: Physical Damage Bonus 10%]

[When you don't have magic power, you will find that this staff is so good!] 】

Although it is only purple equipment, as a weapon, the additional attack power is a little higher than the epic Ring of Hercules.

Ron let out a sigh as he glanced at Molimo, "Is there anything heavier?" ”

Morimo's lips trembled slightly, and after a long time he exhaled, "Sorry sir, no." ”

"Okay......" Ron didn't put the staff down, wanting to ask about the price.

System Elsa seems to be exceptionally active today.

Ron's eyes could see a pair of small white hands silently encircling his neck from behind, and black and white hair began to ripple in front of his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could even see Elsa's delicate side face.

Those beautiful cheeks, like a real goddess, are incomparably beautiful.

Slightly pale, bloodless lips slowly approached Ron's ear, and it was clear that Ron knew very well that Elsa had no real body.

But at this moment, Ron just had a strange feeling that Elsa's pink lips were holding his ears.

The inexplicable itching made his breathing a little short.

[Tick, the system prompts, the infinite death system is on.] 】

[Mission background: You are a traitor, although you did not take the initiative to join the Eternal Freedom Sect, but in their eyes, you defect to the Church of the Dawning Goddess, you are a shameful traitor, the Eternal Freedom Sect, never give the traitor the slightest mercy, a patrol order is looking for your way......]

[Objective: Survive!] 】

[That's a powerful patrol envoy, she's really strong!] 】

[Quest Reward: Distributed according to your means of survival!] 】

[Countdown to death: 3,600 seconds!] 】

Double Death Warning!