Chapter 265 Possessing the Princess (1)

Holt and Antonio looked at each other and could see the burning and madness in each other's eyes.

Although it was really hard for Holt to accept the fact that he was cuckolded, in comparison, the words dragon remains, dragon treasures and mythical weapons were more irritating to him.

In the Dragon Valley, there were tens of thousands of giant dragons. Not to mention the dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon claws, and dragon teeth that could be used to forge weapons and equipment, the dragon crystals alone were treasures that could be used to break through the star level. Who wouldn't be jealous? If there were tens of thousands of dragon crystals, Holt was even sure that he would become the third person in the human world to break through the destruction level in the past eight thousand years, and he would be the next sage.

As for the Dragon Clan's Secret Treasure...

Every year, the dragon clan would collect a large amount of wealth from the entire Dusk Continent. Over the past eight thousand years, it has been unimaginable how exaggerated the dragon clan's secret treasures are. In comparison, the small treasury that was stolen by those bastards of the Andre family is simply a drop in the bucket and a spoonful in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

Even Holt couldn't help but be tempted by this wealth.

What's more, it's a mythical weapon.

It is an existence that I have only heard of but never seen.

Throughout the 8,000 years of history, there have been many legends about mythical weapons, but no one has ever seen with their own eyes what a mythical weapon actually looks like.

For Holt 474, who is pursuing power and strength, the temptation brought by the mythical weapon is stronger than that of a hundred princesses.

His eyes were narrowed into slits, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. Although he was very impulsive at first, he quickly calmed down. If there was such a great benefit, why would this guy Apu be willing to inform him?

"Tell me, what's so special about that Ron?"

"According to the information I have, Apu is just a panic-level practitioner. Although he has the ability to see into the future, his own strength is not worth mentioning. It seems that the information I have is not right."

Apu sneered, "Your intelligence does need to be updated. A few months ago, he was indeed only a panic-level practitioner, but now he is already a nine-star hero, and he is only one step away from entering the legend."

"Moreover, this person is very special. He has mastered many strange methods and possesses the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels."

"What's more, now that he has mastered a mythical weapon, his strength will surely increase significantly again. Even if it's just the two of us, it would be very difficult to defeat Ron alone, not to mention that there's Agnes next to him."

"So, if we want to kill Ron, we must work together to have hope. When we kill Ron, all the treasures on him, including the remains of the giant dragon, the secret treasures of the dragon clan, and the mythical weapons, will be divided equally between the two of us. How about that?"

Holt smiled and said, "Deal!"

After the two parties reached an agreement, Apu did not stay in the study for too long. When he left, he could clearly hear Holt's furious roar and the crackling sounds of various instruments breaking behind him.

Apu gave a weird smile.

He knew that no matter how indifferent Holt acted, he could never tolerate the fact that Agnes had other men.

Apu also knew a little about the Seventh Princess.

Holt never touched Agnes, not only because he was afraid of her, but also because Agnes's powerful strength made it difficult for Holt to succeed.

The more you can't get something, the more you want it.

Now, someone actually picked the most beautiful flower in Holt's harem before him. This alone was enough to make Holt furious.

This time the alliance was successful!

In the night, Apu looked into the distance. Now everything was ready, just waiting for Ron to return to Adams.

I want to see where you can escape to! ...

Just when Apu was figuring out how to kill Ron in the future, Ron, who was far away in the town, had just experienced a thrilling battle.

Inside the hibiscus tent, the charming voice gradually subsided along with the rough roar.

Agnes remained lying there in her original position, her beautiful body covered with a smooth silk quilt, with only her round shoulders exposed. Her body seemed not to have completely escaped from the afterglow of the original spell, and trembled from time to time.

The redness on her face was still there, some silver hair was floating on her white face, and the sweat on her forehead was still there. She was lying on her side, leaning against Ron, with her white and tender hands on Ron's body. Agnes was very strong, but now she was almost exhausted.

Coupled with the long period of fatigue in the Temple of Dusk, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was exhausted.

Ron reached out and pulled the quilt to cover the snow-white shoulders. Looking at the beauty beside him, he couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart: It would be great to have a cigarette at this time.

A woman as plump and voluptuous as Agnes is definitely a man's stunner. Even Ron couldn't help but linger on her. If Agnes' body hadn't been unable to withstand the continued torment, Ron would have continued.

Obviously, he was very tired at first, but after having fun with Agnes, he had obviously spent a lot of energy, but he felt full of energy. Although not as energetic as when he was having fun with Bai Yuan, he could even enter a state similar to double sex to enhance the strength of both parties, but all the fatigue in his body was swept away.

The original sleepiness disappeared at this moment.

Unable to sleep, Ron simply took out the second Chaos Slate and continued to study it. Apart from the big hand reaching out from the sea and the key in the palm of the hand, there was still no other trace on the slate.

After studying it for a while and finding nothing, Ron took out the gravekeeper's magic notes.

In fact, the gravekeeper is half his master.

I got the gravekeeper's magic notes, which means I have inherited the gravekeeper's legacy.

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

Unfortunately, even this half-master was killed by Ron... Although the main opponents of the gravekeeper were Apu and the angel, the gravekeeper would never have been defeated if it weren't for the soul-dispersing potion planted by Ron in advance.

What you can learn from the magic notes is ultimately limited. If you can get guidance from the gravekeeper, then the gains will be really great. It's a pity that the gravekeeper is the guardian of fate.

It was a chess piece arranged by the repairman.

Even though he was old, just for this reason alone, Ron would never let the gravekeeper live, not to mention that this guy was looking for him everywhere, trying to kill him.

Suppressing the slight regret in his heart, Ron devoted himself to the research of magic compression.

Magic compression is very simple to talk about and easy to understand, but it is difficult to actually operate.

In order to compress magic power, one needs to have extremely high control over magic power and extremely delicate operations.

And this kind of skill is exactly what Ron lacks the most.

Ron has been in this world for a long time, and his fighting style has always been bold and aggressive, with not many delicate methods.

Fortunately, this magic notebook also contains some of the gravekeeper's insights into magic control.

Ron put all his energy into interpreting the magic notebook. Before he knew it, an hour or two had passed. His eyes became a little sore, and then he closed the magic notebook.

Although his own magic power has not improved at all, his understanding of how to use magic has improved considerably.

Ron was sure that once he fully mastered the technique of compressing magic power, he would definitely bring a great surprise to his enemies.

Smiling, Ron rubbed his fingers gently on a ring on his right hand, and a slight burning sensation slowly spread across his fingers.

Ron's consciousness gradually sank.

The soul has entered the soul-ferrying boat.

Chapter 1 is here.

(End of this chapter)