Chapter 133 Those who shouldn't be alive will die (additional chapter for monthly tickets)

Snow Philip.

Ever since she divorced this man, he has never appeared in front of her again. Seraphina has even forgotten about this man. She never expected that the weak man would be able to kidnap someone.

Seraphina's mood became more and more agitated, and her speed increased.

Above the city of Larnaca, two figures were bouncing on the buildings. They did not choose the road as that would delay them too much. Seraphina's expression was extremely serious. Although the middle-aged man was not good in this or that, he kept urging her to get married and have children. Whenever she saw the man, Seraphina felt her ears were full.

But, that's her father.

Finally, Seraphina stopped in front of an old house, which was the old house of Philip's family.

The old house looked quite dilapidated, even smelling a bit decayed, with weeds growing all around it. It was obvious that it had not been repaired for a long time. The originally red door had now turned into a dark brown patch, and the two statues standing at the door were covered with ivy.

The Philip family is just viscounts.

Moreover, he was a noble who was on the decline, otherwise Snow Philip would not have become the son-in-law of the Marquis of York.

After relying on the Marquis of York, Philip's family began to get back on their feet. The Marquis of York even rebuilt a house for Philip's family in a luxurious area in the aristocratic district, so the old house naturally became vacant.

However, after the affair between Snow and Olive was exposed and Seraphina and Snow Philip divorced, the Marquis of York directly took back the mansion, and the members of Philip's family had to return to the dilapidated old house... But, it can be seen that this family is a bit lazy, and they are not even willing to clean up the ancestral house.

A gust of wind blew, and the messy dead grass around swayed in the wind.

Seraphina raised her little hand and tried to push open the door in front of her, but her hand paused in mid-air. This heroic and decisive female knight felt what true fear was at this moment.

She didn't even have the courage to push open the door. She was worried that after opening the door, she would see the most despairing scene.

Her shoulders were shaking.

Until a big hand landed on her shoulder: "It's okay, I'll take care of everything."

The gentle voice gave Seraphina some courage.

She took a deep breath and pushed hard on the door with her little hand.

Crunch!

With the sound of rusty friction, the old door finally opened slowly.

As soon as she opened a crack, a strong stench and smell of blood came out through the crack of the door and entered Seraphina's nose. The smell made Seraphina's face pale instantly. She gritted her teeth and pushed hard again. With a bang, the door was completely opened by Seraphina, and the scene inside the old house was completely exposed in front of Ron and Seraphina.

As soon as her eyes swept inside, Seraphina's body couldn't stop shaking.

The entire old house was covered with dark brown marks, and the blood splattered on the floor had formed lumps. There were dozens of broken corpses lying on the ground in a disorderly manner. Those corpses had obviously begun to rot and were emitting a strong stench. The corpses were crawling with rats, cockroaches and ants, and the rustling sounds of them gnawing made people's scalps numb.

The noise of the door opening scared away some mice, but there were still quite a few furry creatures that were unwilling to give up this rare delicacy.

From the clothes those people were wearing and the emblems on their clothes, Seraphina could tell that they were all members of Viscount Philip's family.

Judging from the degree of decomposition of the body, he had probably been dead for at least three or four days, or even longer.

Seraphina suppressed the fear in her heart and took a step forward, looking around with her purple eyes. The slightly fortunate news was that her father was not among these rotting corpses.

His father might still be alive.

"Snow, where are you? We're here. Can you let my father go?" Seraphina's voice echoed in the slightly lonely space, biting her lips with her teeth.

Squeak, squeak, squeak…

A strange sound, like that of a mouse, came from the main room with the door closed.

There was another creaking sound, and the main door opened automatically from the inside, and a figure appeared in front of Ron and Seraphina.

Black beast!

When they saw Snow, this name appeared in Ron and Seraphina's minds almost at the same time.

Snow is no longer a human being.

However, compared to other black beasts, Snow's appearance can even be considered quite normal. At least he can still maintain his human form and is not too distorted. However, all parts of his body except his face, including his fingers and neck, are covered with dense, gray-black, furry things, just like the rats on the ground gnawing at the corpse.

He was dragging a man in his hand, who was the Marquis of York.

The sharp nails hooked on the Marquis of York's neck, and if there was any abnormality in the Marquis of York, the aorta could be easily cut.

When he saw Ron and Seraphina, the Marquis of York's eyes suddenly widened, but the nails on his neck prevented him from making any movement.

Snow's eyes were narrow and blood red.

Especially when he saw Ron and Seraphina, his body was shaking violently, not sure whether it was out of hatred or anger.

Finally...finally I see these two people again.

Whenever he saw Seraphina, whenever he saw Ron's face that was so disgusting that it made him want to vomit, all the scenes that had happened and everything he had experienced would surge uncontrollably in his mind.

"Seraphina..."

"Ron..."

A hoarse voice uttered from his throat: "I really want you guys to die... hehehe..."

Ron frowned slightly at the strange state. Under normal circumstances, once the host was parasitized by the black beast's eggs, the host's sanity would gradually decrease, and in the end it would completely turn into a pure beast.

Judging from the strength alone, Snow should have become a complete black beast, much stronger than Herman at the beginning.

But how can this guy still maintain his sanity? He seems to be in a half-crazy state.

It was as if the goal he had been looking forward to for a long time was finally about to be achieved. Snow was in a state of extreme excitement. He was breathing heavily and didn't even notice the saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. The tip of his scarlet tongue swept across his cracked lips again and again.

Although Seraphina wanted to save her father, Snow's condition was very abnormal and she did not dare to act rashly. She opened her mouth several times but did not know what sound to make.

Ron, on the other hand, sighed, took a step forward, and scanned the broken limbs and bodies around him: "You even killed your own family?"

"Family? Bah, they are not my family." Snow suddenly screamed nervously: "It's all you...it's all you...it's all you who did this."

"Ron...Seraphina, do you know how I have been able to get through this period of time?"

"Olive doesn't want me anymore and kicked me away, but it doesn't matter, we will never be separated again."

"I lost my position. All those bastards who used to work for me have climbed over my head. They beat me, scolded me, and humiliated me..."

"My father and mother also called me a useless person who caused them to lose their big house, their original lofty status and decent life. They wanted to drive me out of the house and even prepared to kill me to apologize to the Marquis... Hehe, if they want to kill me, I will kill them first."

"It's all your fault that I became like this. It's all your fault..."

"Ron, it would be great if the world didn't have you."

A pair of narrow scarlet eyes stared at Ron, and the almost heart-wrenching voice clearly showed how much torment Snow was in.

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

That's right, it was all because of this damn Ron. If it weren't for this bastard, he would still be Seraphina's husband, still Olive's lover, still the deputy commander of the city guard... everything would be so beautiful.

"I'm really sorry."

"Put away your hypocritical kindness." Snow raised his head proudly, and the hatred in his eyes gradually turned into strong excitement: "But it doesn't matter, this terrible life will soon be over."

"Ron, I will return double what you have brought me. I will make you understand what true despair is..."

Those eyes filled with desire suddenly looked at Seraphina.

After so many years of marriage, he has never enjoyed the body of the pearl of Larnaca City... Today, he will enjoy Seraphina in front of Ron. Only in this way can he bring Ron real pain.

"Seraphina...you..."

“Let’s do it…”

As soon as Snow opened his mouth, before he could even finish a sentence, Ron's voice slowly spread in the air.

Snow's ugly and twisted face showed a trace of surprise. Take action? What does that mean? They don't care about the Marquis of York in their hands? Swish! Just as a thought flashed through Snow Philip's mind, a dazzling light suddenly flashed behind him.

The knife was sharp and fast as lightning.

Snow only felt a pain in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a stream of blood spurted out.

Grabbing the Marquis of York's right arm, he pulled it away from his body directly at the shoulder.

The blade tore from the inside out, and the impact was just enough to move Snow's sharp nails away from the Marquis of York's neck.

A slender girl in a tight dress appeared silently, grabbed the Marquis of York's collar with her small hands, and suddenly appeared behind Ron and Seraphina.

Charlene.

He is indeed an excellent killer, skilled in lurking and hiding. Even Snow couldn't discover that Charlene had always been by his side.

Ron is not such an honest man. He really came in pairs if he said he would.

When Snow stared at Seraphina with eyes full of greed and desire, Ron already understood Snow's purpose. He would not let Seraphina fall into such a bullshit dilemma as father or lover, so he directly ordered Charlene to take action and snatch back the Marquis of York.

From beginning to end, Ron never regarded Snow as a real opponent.

Even in some ways, he has become a chess piece of the repairman...but, in comparison, he is just a chess piece with very little functionality and can be discarded at any time.

Until the Marquis of York was rescued, Seraphina heaved a sigh of relief, her body softened, and she almost fell down. She was obviously a powerful female knight, but in such a short time, she was under too much mental pressure.

Charlene's knife was just too fast.

Snow didn't even feel the pain at first.

After several seconds, Snow finally seemed to react. The pain of his arm being cut off and the blood spurting out instantly flooded into Snow's brain.

He suddenly raised his head and subconsciously pressed the wound with one hand, while letting out a sharp and weird scream: "Ahhhhhhh...squeak...Ron, squeak...you bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you..."

The ironwood staff had already appeared in his palm, and Ron walked towards Snow step by step: "You can't kill me..."

"There are so many people who want to kill me. You...are not worthy."

The contemptuous tone and the attitude of never treating Snow as an opponent or taking him seriously caused great stimulation to Snow.

It was as if everything he did was just a clown's trick.

Suddenly, Snow's screams stopped abruptly, and his face, which was originally full of pain and resentment, was forced to turn into a madman's smile: "...My mission has been completed."

"He is right. I can't kill you..."

Snow's face became more and more distorted, and his scarlet eyes swept across Ron and Seraphina: "But, he also said..."

"Those who shouldn't be alive will die!"

"No one is exempt from this!"

Here is the fourth chapter, there will be more later.

(End of this chapter)