"Those who dare to cross this line...... Die! ”

The voice was cold and loud, but it clearly penetrated the ears of every soldier.

Under the night sky, there was a dead silence.

The people in front were shocked by the crack that was one meter wide, I don't know how deep, I don't know how long, and they didn't dare to move, although the private soldiers behind couldn't see this crack, they could also see the figure that gradually fell from the hotel window, and their throats were constantly squirming.

They had seen Ron's portrait, knew Ron's identity, and knew more clearly what the man had done before.

The royal palace of Granville was destroyed by the power of this man, and although it is now being rebuilt, it ...... Even the ruins haven't had time to be cleaned up.

It was this man who expelled King Holt 474 of Granville, who was not known for his life or death.

It was he who killed the vice-pope of the Church of the Dawn.

Slaughtered Grand Duke Egbert.

That night, I don't know how many legendary-level masters died at the hands of this man, only that above the ruins of the palace, the coagulated blood clots were all thick layers.

30,000 Praetorian Guards, Royal Magic Legion, Wizards' Guild, the private soldiers of the three masters, the Knights of the Dawn...... I don't know that tens of thousands of elites died at the hands of this man.

Since then, the man has had countless more titles, devil, butcher, murderer......

The shadow of the tree, the name of the man!

Even though these nobles continued to instill in the ears of these soldiers the belief that Ron was seriously injured and his strength was not as good as before, the moment Ron appeared on the scene, an indescribable fear still shrouded in the hearts of every soldier.

Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

Goosebumps popped up quickly on the skin.

The sound of trembling bodies, the sound of teeth colliding, the sound of violent gasps......

What are you kidding, does this look like being seriously injured, a seriously injured person, can tear a canyon in the ground that is not known how many kilometers long and one meter wide?

What the fuck is this?

In the rear, Antoine and the large group of nobles breathed even more suddenly, and a strong sense of fear inevitably surged into their hearts.

Especially Antoine.

When he saw Ron, his mind couldn't help but think of the scenes he had experienced in the palace, the mountains of severed limbs, the blood and brains that gathered into rivers, the scarlet blood mist that obscured the moonlight, and the internal organs that floated on the surface of the sea of blood......

Unspeakable fear caused his abdomen to begin to squirm violently, and the strong urge to vomit constantly stimulated Antoine's nerves.

No matter how arrogant he said before and how fierce he was, when he saw Ron with his own eyes, he realized that his fear of Ron had never disappeared, this fear was only forcibly pressed in the deepest part of his heart by a cunning method, and he desperately thought that after becoming a king, he would no longer be afraid of this man.

In an almost hypnotic way, he told himself that now that Ron was seriously injured, he would be able to kill him easily.

But now he realized that no matter how many means he used, all of them were ...... Useless.

He was gasping violently, he didn't dare to look at Ron's figure, the fear brought by those images was too strong, but his eyes were staring at the figure in mid-air from beginning to end, Antoine wanted to see something.

Even if it's the tiredness in his eyes and the decay in his complexion, this may prove that this guy is really seriously injured, and what he did before was just what he was able to support.

Then, Antoine's fear turned into excitement.

In other words, it is stimulated by fear that the consciousness enters a state of uncontrolled excitement.

He could really see the exhaustion on Ron's face, his cheeks were even a little sunken, his eyes were deep, and it felt like ...... It's like the whole person is overdrawn.

This is exactly the same as the symptoms of running out of mana.

Especially when Ron landed on the ground, his hand even pressed slightly on his waist.

Antoine was trembling with excitement, he felt that he was really very sharp, very smart, just from these small changes in Ron's body, it could be inferred that Ron's body was not as good as before.

It seems that the little nobleman named Bach provided the information exactly right.

This Ron was really seriously interfered with when he broke through the realm, not only did he fail to break through, but his own realm was even greatly reduced, and his body was also seriously damaged.

Bach, a little aristocrat, is really capable.

Antoine's heart was no longer afraid, and his body was no longer shaking.

Even the original urge to vomit has disappeared cleanly.

He felt like he was doing it again.

Stand up straight.

Directly stretched out his hand to separate the soldiers in front of him, and walked towards the front of the battle formation with his head held high.

This scene made many nobles look strange and look at Antoine with a strange face, after all, it was Ron, a murderer, I don't know how many thousands of people died in his hands, even masters like Holt 474 and Apu can be easily pinched to death, not to mention anything else, just this name, this momentum, almost all the nobles who have been suppressed are trembling.

Rao is these nobles are a group of old foxes, but at this time, their hearts are also cold, and when they think of Ron's strength, they feel that they are crazy...... How could he be stupid enough to send troops to exterminate Ron and Deloris together, isn't this looking for death, even if Ron is seriously injured, I'm afraid it's not something that his people can fight against, right?

But at this time, Antoine, who has always been a waste, dared to face Ron, which is really impressive.

For a while, many nobles had some admiration in their hearts, which was worthy of the bloodline of the Holt family.

Although they seem a little incompetent, they are still very good, so the fear in their hearts is not so strong.

And Ron, whose face was also a little strange, watched Antoine's figure walk in front of him step by step, separated by a distance of dozens of meters, through the one-meter-wide crack, a pair of eyes staring at him,-for-tat.

Has this kid always been so brave?

Antoine's eyes narrowed into a slit, his gaze swept over Ron in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but be a little disdainful, hateful, but he was just a foreign aristocratic concubine, and he didn't even have the qualifications to inherit the family, he actually became a prophet for some reason, and now he has become his biggest enemy, this kind of blood is full of garbage, what qualifications do you have?

Especially, this hateful bastard is still Irelia's lover.

This and that kind of thing may have happened between two people for a long time, and they have tried this and that posture......

The thought of the woman he had his eye on, hoping to be his own princess, was actually being eaten by this hateful bastard first, and Antoine felt as uncomfortable as eating two catties of fly shit.

Still, it's important to get down to business.

Antoine took a deep breath, he maintained his dignity as the eldest prince, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Ron, Deloris is in this hotel, hand over Delores, for the sake of Irelia, I can give you a happy death." ”

Ron was a little speechless.

It was originally just a small ploy he and Delores had discussed on the fly.

After all, the number of nobles in the Kingdom of Granville is simply too exaggerated.

Investigation, evidence collection, trial, execution.

It's a waste of time to go down a series of processes.

However, although it was aimed at the nobles, Deloris did not want to leave a charge of indiscriminate killing of innocents.

And Ron is preparing to go to the orc territory, Arianna is still in retreat, Ron wants to completely solve the matter here before he leaves, and arranging Bach to pry this group of nobles, and even rebel with the so-called eldest prince Antoine, which is definitely the best choice.

After all, it's not too much to execute for a major crime of treason, right?

This so-called brother has rebelled and sent him to the guillotine, no problem, right?

Although the means are a little rough, they are absolutely reasonable and legal.

What Ron is really worried about is that this plan is too rough, and with a little brain, he can see the problems inside, and these people are afraid that they will not be so easily fooled.

However, he seems to have overestimated the IQ of these people.

Things went more smoothly than he expected.

How confident are this big prince and this group of nobles?

Looking at that expression, it was as if he believed that he was really seriously injured and could easily pinch himself to death.

But......

"What does this have to do with Irelia?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow.

Could it be that Antoine and Irelia are still friends, otherwise why should I see Irelia's face?

Antoine raised his head proudly: "After I ascend the throne and become king, Irelia will be my future princess." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ron's eyes instantly turned cold...... If it was just frizzy in front of Ron, Ron wouldn't be so angry, but if he hit the idea on the old woman, this is the way to die.

Antoine's face was cold, and Antoine's heart was a little chilly when he looked at it with his dark eyes.

But when he thought that Ron was holding on, the pressure in Antoine's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, yes, Ron must be holding on, what kind of character is this guy, his temper is hot to the extreme, he doesn't agree with a word, and his blood is flowing like a river.

This time, he actually said so many things to himself, is it obviously because he was seriously injured and was deliberately delaying time?

I have to say that when a person identifies something in his mind, he will desperately use his brain to find all kinds of excuses to make himself believe that what he believes in his heart is right and true.

"Irelia?" Ron suddenly sneered: "I really don't know where you got your confidence. ”

"How proud Irelia is, beautiful woman, how could she take a fancy to such a waste as you."

Airplanes.

Antoine's face turned red instantly, his body trembled violently, and he shouted angrily: "Ron, dare you despise me so much? When death is on the verge of death, do you dare to be hard-mouthed? ”

"I wanted to give you a decent look, but since that's the case, then don't blame this king for being polite."

He suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, kill you, kill Delores, and when this king sits on the throne, he will definitely love your woman well......"

"It's not just Irelia, but the bloody nun Cecilia and Serafina all seem to be doing well...... Hey, hey, hey...... Goo Zi Zi Zi ......"

As if thinking of some kind of image, Antoine danced excitedly like a madman.

It looked like a pathetic monkey.

These words instantly angered Ron.

His right hand jerked up and slammed into Antoine's neck.

Crunch.

Antoine's neck instantly had extra strangulation marks.

The trachea was extremely compressed, and a strong feeling of suffocation surged into Antoine's heart in an instant.

The poor eldest prince didn't know what was going on with him, and he instinctively struggled desperately, and his body squirmed violently like a worm.

Ron's arm jerked and pulled.

With a snort, Antoine's body flew uncontrollably towards Ron.

Before he could reach Ron, Antoine's body flew directly into the air as his right hand suddenly raised, and he ...... With a bang, the door was facing down, and it slammed into the ground.

As the ground trembled, Ron even heard a click.

I don't know if it's the skull, the teeth, or the cheekbones are shattered.

On the slate, a viscous scarlet liquid gurgled out.

Antoine's hands were desperately supporting the ground, he didn't even understand what was going on, not that Ron was seriously injured and his strength was not as good as before, why could he still handle himself so easily?

He didn't accept it, he didn't accept it......

Call......

Whether Antoine was convinced or not, his body was once again flying into the air.

Bang!

Call!

Bang!

Falling to the ground again and again.

Every time that dull voice echoed in the ears of those nobles and private soldiers, it could make their hearts tremble.

The smell of furry fills the body.

Seeing that Antoine's body was no longer human, in a short period of time, the bones all over his body had been shattered, as if they had turned into a mess of minced meat...... It's really miserable.

Originally, the eldest prince still had the strength to struggle slightly, and there was even a chance to let out a miserable scream in his mouth.

I don't know when it started, and even the screaming has stopped abruptly.

Bang!

There was another dull sound, and Antoine's body twitched nervously and squirmed on the ground.

His movements are very slow, more like a nervous subconscious act.

His eyes could no longer be fully opened, blood covered his eyes, and only a hazy shadow could be seen in front of him.

It shouldn't be like this.

He was about to sit on the throne and become the new king.

His blood-soaked palms stretched out in front of him, as if he wanted to touch something, to grasp something.

But his arm was completely disobedient, and the arm that had just been raised fell weakly to the ground, and the throne was getting farther and farther away in front of him.

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