Chapter 372: Punishment of the Elf Girl (3)

The soft light in the corridor shone on Ron, casting a long shadow.

The light was not glaring, and the shadows were light and not thick. But suddenly, Ron's shadow seemed to be splashed with a layer of ink. The thick black mist quickly spread in the shadow, and in the end it even turned into a dark ball like the night sky.

Just when the color reached its peak, the shadow suddenly detached from the ground and transformed into a strange being standing on the ground.

It was just a shadow, and any movement it made did not make any sound.

The entire room and the entire corridor were extremely quiet.

Only that strange shadow approached Ron's back silently. It raised its right hand, and in its palm was a sharp black dagger, which stabbed Ron's back.

Looking at Ron lying motionless in front of her, Carol was full of confidence.

Although she does not know how to become invisible, as the best killer in the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things, her strength should not be underestimated. The most bizarre thing about her is her power to manipulate shadows.

Then...ding!

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor.

The dagger hit Ron's vest accurately, but did not cause any damage. Instead, it caused a series of sparks.

For a moment, the dark shadow was stunned.

What the hell is this?

How strong is this man's body?

The weapon in her hand was a legendary dagger. Although it did not have the armor-piercing effect, its sharpness was definitely not to be underestimated. It could cut through gold and jade and was indestructible. But such a powerful weapon, coupled with her own strength, could not even penetrate this man's body? This... this was too exaggerated.

Is this still a human? At this moment, Ron suddenly turned around, glanced at the shadow behind him, sneered, and waved his hand: "Attack!"

Buzz! Pure magic power instantly surged in front of Ron. The black shadow could not withstand such terrible power at all. It instantly broke into pieces. With a bang, a body was ejected from the broken black shadow, and the tall body hit the wall heavily.

Wow! The impact was too strong for Carol to bear. Her chest rolled violently and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The corners of her mouth and her pointed chin were all covered with scarlet, and her pretty face was pale.

Although this person was the target of Special Mission Seven, he was the killer who wanted to kill him, so Ron did not show much mercy. As for how to capture him, he would talk about it later.

Without waiting for Carol's body to slide down the wall to the ground, Ron quickly stepped forward, grabbed her slender neck, and directly grasped Carol's body in his hands. The surging magic power directly penetrated into Carol's body and suppressed the magic in her body.

The whole process took less than two seconds. Carol, who was still struggling, had given up. With her magic power suppressed, her strength was not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

There wasn't much fear of death in her big eyes, only regret for the failure of the mission. If it happened again, she would not be so reckless. She would definitely make all kinds of preparations in advance and not give this guy any chance to resist.

"Who asked you to kill me?" Ron exhaled, staring into Carol's eyes: "There should be no grudges between me and your elves, right?"

This was also what made Ron most suspicious. She didn't know this woman at all, and she had no chance of making an enemy of her.

Thinking about it this way, there are only three possibilities.

First, hiring someone to kill someone.

The one who really wanted to kill him was another more mysterious guy, and Carol was at best just a knife in his hand.

Second, this is what the Church of the All-Mother Goddess means.

If this is the reason, then some of the higher-ups in the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things should have already become puppets of the repairman.

Third, kill people and steal treasures.

Perhaps the news that he had plundered the remains of the Dragon Valley, the dragon treasures, and the artifacts had spread.

Carol looked at Ron quietly without saying a word. It was obvious that she was not afraid of death.

Or rather, she even longed for death. As a killer who was caught, Carol knew very well what kind of torture she would face. If she could die cleanly, perhaps it would be a kind of luck.

This was indeed a thorny problem. For a moment, Ron didn't know how to deal with Carol... He couldn't kill her, nor could he torture her severely. If he really tortured this elf assassin, Ron was sure that he would never have the chance to complete Special Mission Seven in his lifetime.

Carol seemed a little surprised that Ron still had no reaction after such a long time. She glanced at Ron and her eyes seemed to say: Can you do it? If you want to do it, do it quickly.

Hiss! Ron's body shuddered. The contemptuous look made him feel provoked. He cast a fierce gaze on Carol, sweeping his eyes along her slender figure.

Suddenly, Ron grinned.

He lifted one foot and stepped on the wall, lifting Carol's body and pressing it face down on his thighs.

This special action finally made Carol a little flustered. She struggled subconsciously, but with her magic suppressed by Ron, she couldn't even struggle: "You, what do you want to do?"

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"Tell me, who asked you to kill me and why?" Ron asked the question again.

"Kill me if you want to. Stop talking nonsense. I won't tell you anything." Carol raised her little head proudly, looking ready to die.

Ron didn't mind and raised his other hand.

"Snap!" The crisp sound echoed in the corridor.

Carol's body instantly straightened.

Her eyes were wide open, and she seemed not to have recovered from the shock just now. It was not until several seconds later, when the burning pain on her buttocks registered in her mind, that she finally understood what was happening to her.

Buzz! The cheeks that were originally pale due to vomiting blood suddenly turned red.

"Ah...you...you bastard, what are you doing..." Along with the violent struggle, Carol's screams began to spread throughout the hotel.

Damn, this bastard.

He actually...actually spanked himself.

A strong sense of humiliation instantly surged into her heart... She was a proud and noble elf, how could she endure such humiliation at the hands of a hateful human? "Tell me... What's your name, who is it, and who is instructing you?"

"I'm going to kill you..."

pia! "Asshole, you dare to hit me!"

Bang! "I won't let you go..."

"Pah! " Ron answered with a slap, and the sound became clearer and clearer.

“Hmm… um…”

At some point, the sounds coming out of Carol's little mouth became a little strange.

Chapter 3 　　 　 (End of this chapter)