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

Luna, Lucia.

The God of the Stars, whose name is unknown!

Ron held his chin with his right hand, lost in thought.

Gods can basically be regarded as backgrounds in the game. They never appear in formal occasions, that is, they occasionally pop up in some ancient ruins, copies, and documents.

However, there is never a shortage of research parties in the game. There are still many players who are very interested in the background, settings, and various histories of the game, and Ron is one of them.

According to Ron's knowledge, neither the Moon God nor the Star God has been recorded in any document in the game.

Of course, it is also possible that there is still unexplored information in the game.

There is another big difference. In the game, Witch Lydia, a devout believer of the Heart of Nature Church, has never had this mask on her face.

This is again different from the game.

What is the reason that causes these subtle differences?

Could it be said that it was Archibald's appearance that triggered some changes?

Speaking of which, the goddess of dawn, whose symbol is the rising sun, can she represent the sun?

Moreover, Ron once felt the dazzling light when he came into contact with the Dawn Goddess suppressed in the stone tablet on the Soul Crossing Boat.

Perhaps Ostara, the goddess of dawn, can be counted as the sun god.

In this way, the three gods of the sun, moon and stars have gathered together?

Lydia was still waiting in agony. She didn't know what decision Ron would make, and she didn't dare to speak rashly and disrupt Ron's thinking. She would not do anything that might offend Ron at this time.

After a long time passed, Ron finally came back from his thoughts and glanced at Lydia, who was still kneeling in front of her. The expression on Ron's face was somewhat strange.

As for how to deal with Lidya, it is easiest to kill her directly.

like? nonexistent!

In Ron's eyes, whether Lydia can survive or not depends entirely on whether Lydia is useful.

Lidya's value is naturally incomparable to trash like Melville and Herman, but Lidya's character makes it impossible for Ron to give her any trust.

In Lydia's heart, the Spang Theocracy is always the most important. If betraying herself would be beneficial to the Spang Theocracy, Lydia would not hesitate at all... Unless, like Charlene, she signed a contract that she would never A contract that may be betrayed.

But the problem is that Ron only has one copy of this high-level contract document, and it has already been used on Charlene.

Suddenly, Ron smiled.

"Miss Lidya, let's take a gamble and leave your future to fate."

Lydia's body suddenly tensed up, and she didn't understand what Ron meant by this sentence.

And Ron didn't explain it. He directly put all eighteen ten consecutive scrolls into the prize pool where no one else could see it.

Maybe it's because there are more draws this time and it takes a little longer.

Ron didn't say anything, just waited quietly, while Lydia felt unprecedented pressure. Her body tightened involuntarily, and she was enduring unbearable suffering every minute and every second.

It might have only been a few seconds, but to Lidya it felt like years had passed.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining 33 strengthening stones, 31 magic recovery potions, 29 physical recovery potions... Skill book: Backstab*1, Skill book: Eagle Eye*1, Skill book: Whirlwind*1 , Skill book: Hellfire*1, Skill book: Hammer of Judgment*1...Purple gold epic ring: Eye of Dracula*1, Special prop: Advanced Contract Document*2...]

"Congratulations, Miss Lidya, you are very lucky."

call……

When she heard Ron's words, Lidya breathed a sigh of relief.

She gasped involuntarily, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead. It was only then that she realized how exaggerated the pressure she was under was.

With a gentle smile on his face, Ron took out a scroll and handed it to Lidya: "Sign this contract. As long as you sign this contract, you can live."

"Maybe, for your sake, I will lower my hostility towards the Spang Theocracy."

"Of course, you must be voluntary. As a prophet, I never force others."

Ahhhhh... Listen, how shameless.

Charlene's eyes widened. Although this was not the first time she had seen her master's shamelessness, Charlene was still shocked by this expression.

Volunteer?

You are so embarrassed to say this.

After being knocked unconscious, holding someone else's hand and pressing their palm prints is considered voluntary?

Is it considered voluntary to threaten someone else's life?

Lidya's eyes swept over the contract document in front of her, and the densely packed small characters came into view. After just a brief glance, this witch lady felt numb.

This contract is worse than a contract of betrayal!

The content of the contract even makes people wonder, what kind of devil is it that wrote this contract? What kind of twisted soul must be to write such shameless words.

Lidya's body was trembling.

Even though Lidya was well prepared, she couldn't help but hesitate when it came to this.

"What are you hesitating about? Sign it!" Ron's bewitching voice rang in his ears: "Don't you want my forgiveness?"

"Miss Witch, you don't want the Spang Theocracy to perish, right?"

Lydia swallowed a sip of saliva and pursed her lips: "If I sign this contract, are you really willing to forgive the Spang Theocracy's offense against you?"

"Of course, I'm very tolerant."

After a pause, Ron spoke again: "I will even tell you some futures so that the Spang Theocracy can avoid being destroyed."

Lidya's body trembled violently. It must be said that every word of Ron could hit the place that mattered most to Lidya.

No longer hesitating, she bit her finger and signed her name in Charlene's eyes full of regret and sympathy.

The contract is made.

In an instant, Lydia could feel that in her heart and in her soul, scarlet chains had emerged, like the fangs of a poisonous snake, capable of taking her life at any time.

Seeing the contract document being burned into ashes by the flames, Lidya felt as if her whole body had completely lost her strength. She slumped on the ground, her eyes showing a momentary loss of consciousness.

She knew that from this moment on, she was no longer the third princess of the Spang Theocracy, but a slave under Ron.

Ron, on the other hand, was quite satisfied. He glanced at Lidya and said, "Get up."

"You don't have to be sad." Ron said slowly: "You will soon find that signing this contract may be the most correct decision you have ever made in your life."

Lydia reluctantly stood up. Although Ron said so, the emptiness deep in her heart was still difficult to fill.

She didn't know what her future would be like, let alone what methods Ron, the so-called master, would use to torture her.