Chapter 243 The Repairman's Gaze (4)

The Mask of Concealment is indeed a very powerful relic. It may not provide the wearer with powerful attribute blessings, but its ability to conceal itself has almost reached the extreme. Even the best and most powerful thieves cannot achieve such perfection as the Mask of Concealment.

When the gravekeeper and the angel were fighting before, Ron had been spying from a distance, but neither the gravekeeper nor the angel could detect Ron's presence.

All of Apu's attention was attracted by the mythical weapon, and he didn't notice Ron beside him at all. He just stared at the magic wand in the treasure chest with an obsessed look on his face. He stretched out his trembling right hand, and his fingers slid along the wand as if he was caressing his lover's delicate skin.

Just when Apu was about to grab the magic wand, a cold light flashed beside him.

Sneak attack!

Swish! A flash of red light instantly tore through Apu's shoulder.

The next second, all I saw was an arm flying up and down in the air, followed by Apu's shrill scream of extreme pain.

Apu is not a gravekeeper. Even if his head was cut off, he still acted as if nothing had happened. The pain of his broken arm went straight into his brain, constantly stimulating Apu's sensitive nerves.

This pain finally woke Apu up from his original daze.

His body staggered backwards, blood splattered everywhere, and his face was completely twisted together, looking as hideous as a ghost.

Madness, violence, anger, and shock...

Waking up from a beautiful dream in heaven is probably what it feels like now.

Ron did not directly attack Apu's vital parts, although it seemed easier to kill him with one blow.

However, for a being like Apu who is blessed by fate, killing with one blow is the most unsafe method. Who knows if this guy has any special means of saving his life that will be automatically triggered when his life is threatened. It is a bit difficult to understand, but Ron, who also has some special means of saving his life, understands this situation very well, so he transferred the attack originally aimed at the head to the shoulder.

In comparison, this injury, which is not fatal, will not only not trigger those life-saving passive skills, but can even seriously weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness.

Ron was not in a hurry to expand his victory, but walked leisurely to Apu's broken arm, picked it up, and took off a white jade ring from his finger. He saw it very clearly before, that the angel was summoned by this ring.

After doing all this, Ron turned around and looked at Apu. Seeing Apu's expression becoming more and more shocked, unbelievable, and even angry at being fooled and betrayed, the smile on Ron's face became brighter and brighter.

"Morrison, it's you..." Apu's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, hoarse, like the growl and roar of a wild beast.

When he saw Ron, Apu's expression changed several times in a short moment, from confusion and disbelief at first to anger after understanding everything.

This damn bastard had been so fawning in front of me before. I'm afraid he had only one purpose, which was to kill someone with a borrowed knife and use me to deal with that powerful old guy.

He had always thought himself to be cautious and smart, but because of a dragon bone, he had no doubts about this guy at all, and the whole process was almost completely carried out according to this guy's plan. When he thought that he was like a puppet, being fooled by this damn bastard, the anger and humiliation in Apu's heart became stronger and stronger. He felt a pain in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth with a wow sound, and his face was pale.

Ron's smile became even more intense. He even drew a rising sun pattern on his chest with one hand and performed the most standard etiquette of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn to Vice Pope Apu: "Vice Pope Apu, we meet again."

Apu was so depressed that he vomited blood. This bastard, after seeing that he was no longer useful, even added the word "Deputy" in front of the title of Pope.

What kind of people does the Church of the Goddess of Dawn recruit? "It's been a while since we last met. How is His Holiness the Vice Pope these days... Uh, he doesn't look very well, but it doesn't matter. He just lost an arm. He won't die. Ashburn also lost an arm, but he's still alive and kicking."

Ron was smiling and acting very kindly. If he hadn't just torn off one of Apu's arms with thunder and lightning, everyone would have thought that this guy was a gentleman.

"Ah, come to think of it, I haven't had the chance to thank His Holiness the Vice-Pope for helping me get rid of that old man, the gravekeeper... This guy was looking for me all over the Twilight Temple, wanting to kill me. Now, I finally don't have to worry about being killed by this old man. Thank you, His Holiness the Vice-Pope, for your help."

Poof! With just one sentence, Apu was furious again. Blood spurted out, and there was almost no trace of blood on his handsome face.

At this moment, Ron suddenly frowned, his body inexplicably tensed up, and a strange feeling instantly surged through his body.

It was as if a line of sight had slid across my entire body in just that instant.

Ron let out a sigh of helplessness. He knew that the repairman's eyes were on him again...

I thought that killing Apraun Montgomery would attract attention again, but now it seems that I have broken the fate that the repairman arranged for Apraun Montgomery. Just this point immediately attracted prying eyes.

This feeling is really terrible.

But in this way, Ron no longer needs to hesitate whether to kill Apu or not.

Apu stared at the young man opposite with his eyes, and spread out a magic scroll with his only remaining hand.

It's a hymn.

As expected of the Vice Pope, he is extravagant and can use magic scrolls of this level whenever he wants without any regret.

The magical effect of the hymn was still very strong. The wound on the broken arm healed quickly. Although it looked a bit ugly, at least it stopped bleeding.

Apu did not try to reattach the broken arm, he knew he couldn't.

But, there is still a chance.

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

As long as the dragon bones are refined into magic potion, they can bring the dead back to life. Not only can the missing testicles grow back, but even the broken arms can reappear.

Although he was staring at Ron, his sight always drifted to the treasure chest behind Ron. Although Apu looked miserable now, he never gave up the artifact.

That divine weapon was once so close to him, he had even touched it. He was only one step away from being superior to everyone on the Dusk Continent. But at this moment, Morrison, that damn bastard, actually stood in front of him.

At this moment, the hatred in Apu's heart for Morrison surpassed everything else.

Could it be that this was also a test from the Destiny Child? Was the Destiny Child's test a little too much? "Morrison, I really underestimated you..." While thinking about how to get the artifact, Apu lowered his voice and said, "I didn't expect you to be so cunning, but have you ever considered the consequences of betraying me like this?"

"Although you broke one of my arms...but, one arm is enough to deal with you." Apu's voice became more and more confident.

It was just because the old guy he killed before was too powerful, and he was suddenly ambushed by Morrison and lost an arm, so he almost forgot the difference in strength between the two sides.

Even though he lost an arm, he was still a legendary master and his strength had not decreased much.

Morrison on the opposite side is just a hero level. What can he use to fight against me?

"Morrison, if you have any sense, get out of my way." Apu became increasingly gloomy. He just wanted to get the artifact as quickly as possible and experience the feeling of being at the top of the world. He was not willing to waste even a second.

Before he finished speaking, the magic power in Apu's body had even begun to surge.

The surging magic power was still terrifying, and Apu's body seemed to be covered by a layer of gray-black fog.

But even though he was facing such a powerful magic, Ron had no intention of retreating at all, and even the smile on his face did not diminish at all: "Vice Pope Apu, you are wrong about one thing. My name is not Morrison."

"What's your name?" Apu asked subconsciously.

"I'm Ron, please give me your guidance!"

Chapter 4 　　 　 (End of this chapter)