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

From the sounds all around, Serafina could roughly tell that the three dead people were the real villains. In addition, Ron was wearing a priest's robe. After a brief hesitation, Serafina nodded and agreed to Ron's request.

Giving Irelia a reassuring look, Ron entered the attic opposite.

Upstairs... As expected, Herman is no longer visible in the private room. After being selected as a chess piece, Herman seems to have received some preferential treatment. He is like an invincible little strongman with vitality. Extremely vigorous.

Large smears of blood were scattered on the ground, mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The thick, black and long iron-wood staff was pierced into the wall, and a hole was poked out of the hard wall... The entire staff was covered in sticky dark brown blood clots.

After Herman was penetrated through the chest, it seemed that he tore his body apart and escaped.

Thinking about that scene, Ron shivered. It must be painful, right?

He casually pulled off a piece of curtain, wiped the dirt from the iron-wood staff, and then took back the storage ring.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for successfully surviving and receiving the mission reward, ten consecutive lottery tickets*4! 】

Ron didn't hesitate and put all four ten consecutive lottery tickets into the prize pool.

[Beep, the system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining 13 physical recovery potions, 12 magic recovery potions, 10 strengthening stones, 2 low-level star-upgrading potions, 1 brutal collision skill book; purple excellent grade ring: Skeleton Quit*1. Purple excellent grade weapon: Thunder Fire Sword*1! 】

Ron's teeth were chattering, damn, a ring, another ring?

If this continues, I won't have anywhere to put it on my fingers.

Why do I need so many rings?

Finally, he came up with a weapon called the Thunder Fire Sword. Although it had excellent attributes, adding thunder and fire damage, it was very suitable for Demon Warriors and Demon Knights, but in Ron's eyes, it was not as handy as the Ironwood Staff.

The harvest of forty consecutive draws this time is far worse than the previous ten consecutive draws... Maybe the ten consecutive draws at the beginning were for novice protection? Is that why you can produce purple gold ten times in a row?

Ron complained in his heart, but he still cursed the Dawn Goddess more than a dozen times, strengthened the skull ring to the full level, and wore it on his finger. The skull-like shape was somewhat sinister.

As for Brutal Collision...the skills of warriors...in this world, as long as the attributes are sufficient, the learning of skills will not be restricted by profession.

In Ron's eyes, the most valuable ones are two bottles of low-level star-upgrading potions, which can directly increase one star level, but are only effective for the extraordinary level.

After taking two bottles of magic potion, Ron's realm finally reached the extraordinary four-star level.

After doing this, Ron went downstairs.

Serafina looked normal, but Snowphilippe next to her had been looking at Ron with eyes full of vigilance and resistance. I didn't know where this guy came from with such hostility.

"Has your problem been solved?" Serafina asked.

"Of course, beautiful lady, thank you for your tolerance and giving me a little free time." Ron said.

"Then it's time to answer my question." Serafina's face gradually became serious. This is how Serafina looked when she was working. She was quite oppressive. With her delicate face, she looked very cold. character.

Even the colleagues around Serafina felt inexplicable pressure at this moment, and their bodies were all tense.

"Who are you exactly?"

"Ron Copperfield." Ron replied briskly: "As you can see, I am the pastor of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn."

Crunch!

Serafina, who was about to continue asking, suddenly looked very strange. She glanced at the three corpses around her in confusion.

One had his throat cut.

One had his head smashed.

At the most unlucky moment, like a brown bear's strong body, a huge hole was smashed between the chest and abdomen, and the internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

Is this something a pastor can do?

Ron saw Serafina's doubts, and he was a little dissatisfied: "Ms. Serafina, what is your look? You can doubt my character, but you cannot question my career."

"I am a professional pastor certified by the church."

As he spoke, Ron took out a small notebook from his arms and opened it. It read clearly: Certificate of Excellent Pastor of Dawn Goddess Church.

Serafina opened her mouth slightly, and her aloof temperament could no longer be maintained.

The steel seal on the certificate cannot be faked. She rubbed her forehead in distress. When did the Dawn Goddess Church become so violent? A random priest can easily smash someone's head?

After a few seconds passed, Serafina reluctantly accepted the fact that Ron was a priest: "Okay, Mr. Ron, can you tell me what happened here?"

Ron nodded: "Actually, it's very simple. Sister Irelia and I just went to the Otis Weapons Store to buy a weapon that was handy."

Could it be a hammer that can smash people's heads?

Serafina complained in her mind.

"Everything was normal. Mr. Otis and Mr. Morimore and I had a very pleasant transaction."

"But just when I walked out of the weapons store, I suddenly met three killers."

Ron's face was full of compassion: "Oh, Goddess of Dawn, they are so cruel... You know, as a professional priest, I love peace and hate fighting and killing the most, but in order to prevent these killers from harming those around me, I I have no choice but to kill innocent people."

Otis stood up immediately and proved that what Ron said was true.

Other passers-by around him also nodded. Although there seemed to be something wrong with Ron's explanation, it was basically the same.

Although three people died, since they were all killers, there was no need to continue to entangle them. They ordered several members of the law enforcement team to collect the bodies, and the matter basically ended there.

Serafina was about to lead the team away, but was stopped by Ron: "Miss Serafina, please wait a moment. If possible, I hope you can spare some time. I have something very important to talk to you about." discuss."

Ron looked solemn, he wanted to introduce a variable that was not included in the repairman's calculations.

And...a second death warning.

Ron quietly glanced at the system. There were still 2,400 seconds left in the death countdown.

The patrolling envoy of the Eternal Freedom Sect may have been lurking in the dark. Originally, Ron was planning to return to the church temporarily, but Gerald left, and other clergy members of the branch may not be able to stop the patrolling envoy.

But...Serafina can.

Serafina was a little hesitant, after all, she was on patrol now.

"Serafina, after all, this involves three very powerful killers. Mr. Ron may really have some important information here. Leave the patrol to me. There will be no mistakes." Snow Phillip stood next to him. He came out and showed great understanding and righteousness.

However, a pair of eyes glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist from time to time, seeming to be very concerned about time.