Chapter 113: The Second Nun Terminator? (Additional chapter for the leader)

It is worthy of being a high-level lottery, the prize pool is filled with legendary weapons, equipment and skills, and even the materials are all top-grade.

This so-called advanced lottery should correspond to the VIP lottery in the game.

That’s right, this damn game has a VIP system. If the VIP level is high enough, it seems that reaching V10 will open the VIP lottery.

In fact, legendary equipment can also be drawn from the ordinary prize pool... In theory.

It's just a pity that Ron has invested at least 200 draws in this ordinary prize pool. Even if there is a guaranteed prize, he should have gotten it. In the end, he didn't even get a single legendary piece of equipment. The best he got was the purple gold epic.

It's a pity that there is no such attribute as luck value, otherwise Ron would really like to put a few hundred points on the luck value to see if he is too unlucky.

Without further hesitation, Ron chose the lottery.

The turntable quickly began to spin.

[Beep, system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining strengthening stone*100. ]

The first system prompt made Ron's face turn black.

His lips twitched slightly. It's not that there is no garbage in the advanced lottery, there is some, but the system doesn't show it to you. When you draw the lottery, these garbage will appear in front of you.

When did Elsa become so treacherous and depraved? She was really depraved.

As Ron saw the increasing number of strengthening stones, magic recovery potions, and physical recovery potions in the storage ring, the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

[Beep, system prompts, congratulations to the host for obtaining a special treasure map*1! ]

It wasn't until the last system prompt sounded that Ron's expression felt a little better.

The yellowed paper looks very old, as if it would break if touched lightly, and it feels rough when rubbed with fingers.

Mountains and rivers were drawn on the treasure map with black ink.

In particular, the deep canyon between the two mountains is particularly eye-catching.

A red dot, right at the deepest part of the canyon.

Dragon Nest? Ron, who was very familiar with the game map, recognized the location depicted in the treasure map at a glance... This made Ron frown.

After all, the dragon race had perished because of the emergence of the Temple of Dusk.

The Dragon Valley, which was once home to thousands of giant dragons, had long since disappeared under the impact of the Temple of Dusk.

The canyon in that place now has probably long ceased to exist, and only a ruin remains. It would not be easy to find the location depicted in the treasure map among the ruins.

Of course, Ron won't give up easily.

After all, it was something that was drawn from a high-level lottery, so it must not be a simple commodity... Moreover, the treasure was buried in the Dragon Valley. God knows how much wealth these greedy dragons have squeezed from humans, orcs, and elves in the past 8,000 years. The location pointed to by this treasure map could not be the treasure house of the dragon clan.

If that were the case, I'd be rich.

And even without this treasure map, Ron was planning to go to Dragon Valley.

After all, he now has a second profession, the Undead Summoner.

In this profession, the most powerful undead creature that can be created is the bone dragon. In order to create a bone dragon, you need to collect the bones of giant dragons... Now the Dragon Valley is probably full of giant dragon remains. When the time comes, all the dragon bones will be collected and a lot of bone dragons can be created.

If there were a large number of bone dragon followers, then there would be nothing to worry about. Even if he met Vice Pope Apu again, he would be able to kill him.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and put the treasure map away.

Just as he had tidied his clothes, there was a creak at the door and Cecilia appeared with breakfast. Although she was wearing a nun's uniform, Cecilia seemed to have completely put herself in the position of a maid and regarded taking care of Ron's daily life as her responsibility.

Ron did not reject Cecilia's kindness. For a girl like this who needs to be in demand, these simple jobs may be the meaning of her life.

"You should rest more." Ron said softly.

Cecilia's pretty face blushed slightly, and then she shook her head: "I'm not in the way, sir, you must be hungry, eat something first."

While Ron was eating, Cecilia sat beside him obediently, supporting her chin with both hands, staring at Ron quietly, as if waiting for Ron's next order.

That look made Ron feel a little weird.

Fortunately, Virgil appeared in time to break this slightly weird atmosphere.

Cecilia quickly stuffed all the porridge and bread in front of her into her mouth, then quickly cleaned up the tableware. Not long after, she was sitting next to Ron again.

Virgil seemed to have sensed this slightly strange atmosphere as well. He glanced at Cecilia oddly, but didn't say much. He just took out a bag from his storage ring and handed it to Ron.

"These are the herbs you asked me to prepare yesterday." Virgil said.

On the other side, Cecilia seemed to have just remembered this matter, and quickly took out a bag and handed it to Ron, which also contained various herbs.

"Now can you tell me what these herbs are used for?" Virgil asked cautiously.

Pointing to the herbs Cecilia prepared, Ron said, "These are the materials for refining the panic-level potion."

"As for the materials I asked you to prepare, they are for brewing a special potion, Soul Dispersion." Ron explained in a low voice, "Soul Dispersion is a very special potion, and it comes in two parts. When the two parts are separated, they are like clear water, colorless and tasteless, and completely undetectable. But once the two parts are together, the effect will gradually begin to show. After I refine it, you have to add it to someone's food."

Virgil's eyes widened slightly. As smart as he was, he understood Ron's meaning almost instantly.

The person who wanted to drug her was a member of the branch of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.

Ron didn't say who it was, and Virgil didn't ask.

After a brief silence, Virgil spoke again: "By the way, many elderly people in Larnaca have died inexplicably recently, including the owner of the potion shop that Hermann visited before."

"The deceased were all about the same age, around 70 or 80 years old."

"Moreover, a strong stench is emitted from the whole body."

Ron nodded silently: "How many people died like this?"

"Sixty-nine have been discovered so far..."

The numbers are higher than you might think.

"Last night, there were five dead bodies in the building behind the Sykes Hotel. The situation was exactly the same as what you described." Ron said quietly, "Did you find that these dead bodies had one thing in common?"

"They look... strangely similar?" Virgil raised his eyebrows and said.

Sure enough, Virgil could also detect this abnormality.

"Yes, although their identities are completely different, there are nobles, merchants, farmers, even vagrants and beggars, and their facial shapes and facial features are also different, but there is always an inexplicable sense of similarity." Ron suddenly stared at Virgil: "Then, think about it again, among the people you often come into contact with, are there any who are similar to these people?"

"How could there be someone I know who looks like these dead people..." Virgil answered subconsciously, but soon he froze. He seemed to have thought of something: "It seems that there really is one person."

Ron's smile grew wider: "Have you had any contact with him recently?"

"There have been a few times..."

"Is there anything special about him?"

"It seems to be the same as before, but he looks a little more energetic." Virgil followed Ron's reminder and thought step by step: "Also, he seems to have sprayed perfume... He is even flirting with the nuns in the church."

"However, he has a very casual, even playful personality, so no one really cares."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Hooking up with nuns? A parody, is he also trying to be a nun-killer? He hates Archibald.

But he imitated Archibald in every way, wanting to become or even surpass Archibald.

"Perfume, what is its original function?" Ron asked slowly, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Huh..." Virgil sighed heavily. He seemed to find it hard to believe his speculation, but with Ron's guidance, everything seemed to be pointing to that goal: "Cover up the body odor, I understand."

"Keep an eye on him, scatter the souls, and give them to him when the time comes!"

After a brief pause, Ron took out another note, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Virgil: "Open it when you are lost and helpless, and you can't find anyone to talk to or discuss with."

Virgil's pupils shrank slightly, and then he nodded slightly, took the note and put it away: "By the way, according to the latest information, there should be two young gods in Larnaca City."

"We are currently confirming the location of the second young god. Because of your reminder, the disaster has not spread. The young god is growing very slowly."

"We are going to go out in three days to see if we can eliminate all these black beasts and young gods."

"No problem, I will attend then. By the way, it would be best to invite the Great Saint Christian." Ron said, "Your Highness, what is the Great Saint doing now?"

"I've just broken through to the legendary nine-star level, and I'm only one bottle of potion away from the destruction level. I'm currently consolidating my realm. After I left you last time, I haven't left the house, not even eaten." Virgil said enviously.

The last time Ron said that he was his own biggest enemy, and that only by defeating himself could he break the shackles on his body.

It sounds very high-end.

He also wanted to make a breakthrough, but he couldn't comprehend anything. How could he defeat himself? He once tried to punch himself, but it was useless except for the pain. Maybe his current realm was still too far away. He couldn't be too stupid, right?

Virgil did not stay here for long and left quickly after giving his instructions.

Lydia and Charlene were quick, following the marks in their minds and appeared in Ron's room.

The witch's arrival was just in time. As a witch, she was naturally good at making potions... This was also one of the reasons why Ron kept Lydia.

Lydia puffed her cheeks, seeming a little dissatisfied, but because of the constraints of the contract, she could not disobey Ron's orders.

As for the so-called potion-making, the technique was actually quite simple. Lydia took out a large iron pot from her storage ring, and even had a stove and coke. It was obvious that this witch was already accustomed to making potions anytime and anywhere.

The so-called alchemy is nothing more than throwing some herbs into water to boil, but the control of the heat, the time of adding different herbs, and the output of magic power in this process may affect the quality of the potion.

People who lack skills can often only produce a black liquid that has no value at all except for its bitterness.

And when Lydia appears, Melville's soul in the undead crystal will go crazy and scream uncontrollably.

When Ron gets close to Lydia, Melville's soul will be on the verge of madness.

It seems that if one wants to stimulate Melville's soul and make it break through its limits and reach the standard suitable for a resentful soul, one must start with Lydia.

I wonder if Melville’s soul would really go mad if he let Lydia warm the bed?

The preparation of panic-grade potion is relatively simple.

After spending about half a day, it was refined.

Looking at the clear and transparent liquid with a slight hint of light purple in the bottle, Ron couldn't help but admire Lydia's skills. This potion was quite pure and contained almost no impurities.

Inside the room, there were two heroic beings who had signed a high-level contract document and would never betray, one was an assassin, and the other was a witch.

There is also a bloody nun favored by the evil god.

Ron was not worried about anything. He sat cross-legged and prepared to enter a meditative state.

Charlene instantly stood on Ron's side of the door, with a sharp dagger in her palm.

Cecilia was slightly stunned, and a drop of bright red blood fell down her finger, turning into a slender machete, standing on the other side of Ron.

When taking potions to break through, you cannot be disturbed. If you are not careful, your magic power will be disordered. Not to mention the improvement of strength, you may even lose stars. For the unlucky ones, the magic power will penetrate into the brain and turn you into a madman! The cool potion went down Ron's throat and entered his body. It had a slightly slippery taste, like a slender tentacle. He did not waste too much time tasting the taste of the potion and quickly entered a meditative state.

call……

A small whirlwind suddenly appeared in the room.

A vortex gradually emerged on Ron's body. It was somewhat similar to the vortex on the body of the Great Saint, but much smaller.

The elemental energy floating in the air in the room and even in the yard seemed to be attracted by something and gradually became agitated, slowly floating in the direction where Ron was.

In the yard, an old man who was directing a gardener to mow the lawn seemed to sense something and he suddenly raised his head.

A sinister light flashed in his narrow eyes, like a poisonous snake lurking in a dark corner!

Chapter 4 is here. Thanks to Huanchu from Super High School for the reward. Thanks for your support. 　　The next chapter will be here in an hour. If you guys say that our leader doesn't add enough chapters, then we'll add two more chapters.

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