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

At this moment, Ron's heart suffered an extremely violent impact.

Ron speculated through various clues, coupled with the memory of the game in his previous life, read Partridge's notes, and finally determined one thing after getting the name of Partridge Abraham from the notes, Old Father Abraham was the sage Partridge who had died thousands of years ago, but Ron never expected that the answer he finally got would be overturned by himself in a short period of time.

Father Abraham, not Partridge, he...isn't even human!

The indescribable feeling made Ron feel as if his whole body was covered with caterpillars, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

The improvement in realm has strengthened the connection between Ron and the Soul Crossing Boat, and even allowed Ron to leverage the power on the Soul Crossing Boat to a very small extent...

And this kind of power allows Ron to peek into the truth hidden by falsehood!

Ron's hair stood on end as he looked around.

What kind of existence is that?

He has the same body as a human... no, not a body, or rather, it is a layer of human skin.

There is no internal organs inside the skin. All the internal organs have been hollowed out. Instead, there are countless twisted, gray-black human faces. The human faces are full of painful distortions, and they are constantly squirming inside the human skin of old Father Abraham. , they opened their mouths and seemed to be wailing silently.

A large number of human faces were tangled together and turned into irregular masses, which occasionally raised bumps on Father Abraham's skin.

Some people's faces were still chewing something, and occasionally a dark brown intestine could be seen.

In an instant, Ron's stomach experienced violent spasms, and stomach acid surged up, almost reaching his throat.

If you look more closely, you can even see a translucent thread on Father Abraham's body.

The other side of the silk thread is connected to the void, and I don't know where it extends.

The most terrifying thing is that Abraham was completely unaware of his state, and his soul was peaceful and peaceful.

After a few short seconds, Ron suddenly felt very tired and his head was buzzing, as if he had stayed up all night in an Internet cafe.

Ron knew that although his strength had improved, leveraging the power on the Soul Crossing Boat still caused a serious burden on his body and mind. He could not last in this state for too long.

Taking a deep breath, Ron exited the special vision.

Looking at the old Father Abraham across from him again, Ron even had some compassion in his eyes.

He's not Partridge, he's not even Abraham, he's just a poor guy who thinks he's a sage.

He was just a puppet manipulated by a more mysterious and powerful weird being... Sadly, he knew nothing about his situation and still acted according to the script arranged for him by that mysterious being.

It seems that it is his own will.

Perhaps this is the sad feeling of being a chess piece manipulated by fate?

I thought I had caught the tail of fate, but through Partridge's notes, Ron felt a little contempt for the sage who replaced Archibald.

But now, he retracted this idea.

Even if Herman is just a temporary chess piece that the repairman is looking for, it is very difficult to deal with him. As an important chess piece on the chessboard of destiny, how can Partridge be easy to deal with?

Ron exhaled, and the paleness on his face faded very quickly. He quickly returned to normal, and then walked towards Old Father Abraham. This weird priest obviously noticed Ron's presence, with a kind smile on his face, just like when Ron saw him for the first time.

He said hello to Father Abraham, and then slowly left the church, giving up his original plan to provoke Father Abraham and try to anger Abraham and make him reveal his flaws.

It meant nothing to such an Abraham.

Came to the street and took a carriage to the redbud auction.

It was evening at the moment, but the autumn weather was gradually getting colder. The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated my eyes, red, like burning flames.

There were already a lot of people at the door of the Bauhinia Auction House. It was obvious that the publicity in the previous period had a very good effect, and many experts came from all directions.

The number of nobles has increased, and many of them are even quite noble.

Although they had made preparations in advance and mobilized many people from the headquarters to maintain order, the Bauhinia Auction House still underestimated the sensation caused by the enhanced plus ten weapons. All the exhibits in the hall had been moved away, but it still seemed Very crowded.

Small groups of people gathered together, whispering to each other, and the noisy voices continued to penetrate the ears, making it difficult to distinguish what they were talking about.

Logins was in charge of the scene. This tall, middle-aged man had a signature smile on his face that he had maintained for several hours. His skin and muscles always felt stiff.

Suddenly, he saw Ron, his eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded slightly to the guests in front of him, as if to apologize, and then quickly separated from the crowd and walked towards Ron.

"Sir, you are finally here." The smile on Logins' face finally collapsed, and he said bitterly to Ron, and then nodded lightly to Charlene and Cecilia beside Ron as a greeting. .

Even if he is a professional, he can't hold on even if he has maintained a smile for so long.

Of course, no matter how tired he was, Ron could still see the strong excitement in Logins's eyes... With so many rich people, it is conceivable that the price of the Thunder Fire Sword will be raised to a quite exaggerated level.

As the appraiser of the auction item, Logins can earn a considerable commission.

"Why do so many people gather here? Why don't they go to the auction?" Ron looked around and asked curiously.

"This naturally requires verification of qualifications." Logins spread his hands and said.

The so-called qualifications naturally refer to the money brought. The Bauhinia Auction House does not allow those without money to enter and disrupt the normal order.

If a priceless treasure is bought by someone at a very high price, but he is extremely poor, wouldn't the Bauhinia Auction House lose a lot of money? You can't just kill the other person to vent your anger, right?

Well, Bauhinia Auction House has indeed done this kind of thing, but even so, the losses cannot be made up after all.

"These are all nobles!" Ron was a little curious.

"Oh, my good brother, believe me, the Bauhinia Auction House won't care about this." Logins smiled slightly and said: "Come on, please come here, I will take you to the scene, your box has been prepared long ago alright."

“Don’t I need to verify my qualifications?”

"Don't worry, you are a gold member customer of our auction." Logins chuckled and led Ron through a small door next to him.

In the long corridor, the noise in the hall suddenly stopped.