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

The top is a slender waist, the bottom is slender legs, and it’s self-evident what’s in the middle.

No matter how confused Ron's mind was, he still knew that the person lying on his body was a person. When he thought about this small body and the tablet-like chest, among the people Ron knew, there were only two people, and one was Liddy. Ya, one is the newly separated Moon Goddess Lucia.

And that special, cold touch seemed to come from no one else but the Moon Goddess Lucia.

Blaspheming the goddess is a heinous crime anyway, right?

Ron looked a little weird. He didn't know if he would be punished for this. However, this worry did not exist in Ron's heart for long. After all, he had been on the soul boat, and in a pure soul state, he still followed Ostara, the goddess of dawn, had a deep exchange of spirit and desire.

In comparison, this blasphemy seems not worth mentioning.

By the way, why did the moon goddess Lucia appear in her coffin?

Isn't she staying on the soul boat?

Why are you still lying on yourself?

Could it be that because he was lying in the coffin, there was no room behind him, and he couldn't sit on his shoulders, so he just lay on his chest?

It took a few seconds to finally suppress the slightly confused mood again. He sensed his surroundings a little, and there was no doubt that he was buried underground. It seemed that Brother Virgil had seen the note he left for him, and hoped that he would not be angry after knowing that he had lied to him.

The air in the coffin was relatively bad and the oxygen was lacking, but it was not completely exhausted. Ron just felt a little breathless. It seemed that it took a lot of time to convert Ostara's heart into a real heart. He His body should have been resurrected not long ago, and the outside world does not know how long it has passed.

After a brief thought, Ron decided to move Lucia away from him first. After all, it was really inconvenient to move with someone pressed against him.

But just as Ron was about to take action, a burst of noisy footsteps suddenly entered his ears.

Ron's face turned stern, and his body remained stiff for an instant, motionless. Even the breathing in his nasal cavity stopped at this time, and Ron's heartbeat was suppressed to the lowest frequency.

Is there anyone outside?

He should be lying in the cemetery now. Ron is not sure what time it is. Is it ordinary, someone is paying homage to their loved ones, or... some existence has been staying here?

……

A hundred meters away, two figures were still moving forward in the darkness.

The tombkeeper had already fallen asleep.

It was obviously not the first time for these two people to walk in such a place. Their movements were skillful and their footsteps were extremely light, with only a little rustling sound quietly drifting away.

Finally, their figures stopped in front of a brand new tombstone.

There is a name clearly engraved on the tombstone: Ron!

Finally discovering the target, both of them couldn't help but reveal slightly twisted and excited smiles, but soon, one of them became confused: "Brother, do we really want to do it?"

"What's wrong?" The slightly stout man frowned and asked.

"Anyway, they seem to have just saved Larnaca, right? Let's rob graves like this... No, I mean digging graves... That's not right, I mean robbing the rich and giving to the poor. Is this really good? If it weren't for them, Maybe we have to die too, right?"

"It's a bit unethical to do this."

The leader of the man rolled his eyes strangely: "Bah, you're a moral bastard. What the hell are you? You've been doing this for how many years, and now you're here to lecture me on morality?"

"What the hell have you been doing?"

"Forget about Archbishop Gerald. This old guy probably won't have many burial objects, but this Ron is extraordinary. I heard people say that he is the eldest lady of our Larnaca City and Serafina's lover. We have already prepared it." After getting married, Serafina must have prepared a lot of burial gifts for him."

"Also, I heard that in the two tombs next to it, there are women from Ron's side. They are beautiful. There happens to be someone from the noble family who wants to be married to the underworld. If we can get them and sell them, they will definitely fetch a good price."

"If you're scared, go away and you won't get any money by then."

The younger brother suddenly smiled awkwardly and said: "Brother, I just said this, don't be angry, shall we take action now?"

"Hurry up, don't waste time."

Without any further hesitation, the two took out a shovel from their waists and started digging.

Not long after, the soil on the tomb had been dug up. With a bang, the shovel clearly touched something hard. The two looked at each other and could see the excitement in each other's eyes. They no longer hesitated. The hand moves faster.

"Damn, what the hell is this..."

Soon, the leading man saw a thick book with a metallic luster shining under the moonlight. He didn't pay attention to this thing at all. He wanted to throw it aside casually, but he didn't expect that this thing It was heavier than expected. With both hands working together, I could barely move the book away.

Damn it, these people in the church like to talk nonsense, but they still have such a heavy book on their coffin, and they don’t know what the special meaning is.

While muttering in his heart, he pushed aside the last layer of soil, and the coffin lid appeared in front of the two of them.

They were skilled at prying open rivets.

Turning left and right, he lifted the coffin lid and threw it aside.

Immediately, two heads eagerly looked inside the coffin.

But very quickly, the expressions on their faces changed from excitement to disappointment.

In the imagination, the coffin was covered with silverware, and the image of goldware as burial objects did not appear. A man's body lay very quietly and motionless in the coffin.

Also lying on his body was a girl who was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Damn it, there aren't even any burial objects?" The leading man rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if in disbelief. After confirming again and again, and finding that there really was nothing, he couldn't help but curse angrily: " The bastard priest is so shameless, even if he dies, he drags a young girl to bury him, bah, shameless."

In his extreme disappointment, he didn't even notice that neither the man nor the girl lying on the man's chest showed any signs of decay.

The man really couldn't accept leaving empty-handed. He saw that there were several rings on the fingers of the corpse. Several of them looked like they were not ordinary goods, and they should be able to sell for a good price.

After a brief hesitation, he supported the edge of the coffin with one hand, thrust his upper body into the coffin, and stretched out his other hand to remove the ring from the corpse's finger.

But at this moment, the eyelids of the man who was supposed to be a corpse suddenly opened, revealing a pair of dark eyes that looked like the night sky.

"Hi, how are you..."

The corpse in the coffin opened its mouth.

The rich yet brisk voice swayed in the night sky.

The leader's body instantly froze in place, his eyes widened, and a layer of dense sweat broke out all over his body almost instantly.

An indescribable coldness surged throughout his body.

At this moment, the man could no longer bear it. The hairs all over his body stood up. He opened his mouth forcefully. His instinct was to scream in terror, but before he could make any sound, a hand knife had already been slashed on his neck. .