Chapter 451 The Dutiful Son (6,000)

Ernie Copperfield was taken down instantly by Ron.

Kane Copperfield and Ron only exchanged one move, but the confrontation between the legendary masters caused a sensation, which was undeniable. Especially since Kane even used a very loud move like the Hellfire Blade, the noise caused can be imagined.

The moment the Hellfire Blade appeared, almost all the strong men in the entire royal city had sensed it.

To be honest, Kane's strength is a little bit insufficient in the entire Spang Theocracy, or even just in the royal city.

The Theocracy of Spang is not a place like Granville. Martial arts are valued here and martial arts masters have a very high status. This also leads to the number of legendary masters in the Theocracy of Spang being far greater than that in Granville.

In this royal city alone, there are so many people stronger than Kane that you can’t count them on two hands.

However, Kane's reputation in the royal city is more famous than many masters who are stronger than Kane.

As for the reason, on the one hand, it is because Kane is a member of the Copperfield family, and he is also quite favored by the national god of war Agulal.

This kind of favor is extremely exaggerated.

Even better than Agulal treats Kane, and even better than he treats his own wife, concubine, son, and daughter.

As a result, many rumors have emerged among the people, and many people suspect whether Agulal and Kane have any abnormal relationship, such as being kind-hearted.

No matter where or when, this kind of gossip is definitely the fastest spreading content, especially since this gossip involves the national god of war. Regardless of whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, at least Kane's reputation has spread.

As for the other part, it is naturally because Kane has a hot temper and is arrogant.

This guy attaches great importance to the honor of the Copperfield family. Once the interests of the Copperfield family are damaged, or someone in the family is bullied, this guy will immediately go to the door and will not give any face to the other party no matter who he is.

The other party, often out of respect for Agulal, the national god of war, dare not do anything to Kane.

Although he couldn't afford to offend the national god of war, this series of interactions made Kane more and more arrogant.

Once a conflict occurs, this guy will definitely use the Hellfire Blade move. There is no other way, because this move is the most flashy and coolest.

That's right, so the masters in the King's City of the Spang Cult are very familiar with the aura and fluctuations of the Hellfire Blade. When Kane just used this move, all the masters immediately knew that this old man was causing trouble again.

I just don't know who it is this time that has provoked this vindictive old guy. He is so unlucky.

After realizing that it was the old man Kane who was causing the trouble, many forces stopped their actions.

Even King Barumong and Pope Marcelino pretended that nothing had happened and let it go... However, secretly, the major forces still arranged a group of elite scouts to check out what was going on.

Of course, just take a look, but don't get involved. After all, no one wants to get into trouble.

However, none of these big guys could have imagined that the scenes happening here would bring such exaggerated shock to the scouts they had arranged.

Just after Ron and Balk left, the scouts, all with pale faces, retreated quickly. In the shortest time possible, pieces of intelligence and magic images were delivered to the desks of the big guys.

…

Ashburn's position in the Church of Nature's Heart, which had originally been somewhat shaky, became increasingly stable as rebellions broke out in various parts of the Spang Church, cities were captured, and church branches were destroyed.

The voices of opposition within the church are becoming fewer and fewer every day.

More and more forces are gathering around me again.

In recent days, Ashburn can be said to be in high spirits.

Especially Simmons, the golden military strategist. This guy is really talented. Everything around him is arranged in an orderly manner by Simmons, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

Ashburn even felt like he was back in time.

This also made Ashburn trust Simmons more and more. He even felt that it was a loss for Simmons to be just a military advisor. Ashburn had already made preparations in his heart that when he really became the Pope in the future, he would definitely appoint Simmons as the Vice Pope.

According to Simmons, he cannot place all his hopes on his father and mother, he must build up his own power.

Ashburne agreed with this suggestion.

Yes, my father and mother do support me now, but that is because they have no other choice and they only have this one son left.

But how long can this support last?

Ashburn will never forget that his parents were ready to let his eldest brother, that idiot, completely replace him. That was the darkest moment in his life, even more desperate than when he was poisoned by that damn bastard Roger, causing his body to rot and he was on the verge of death.

It was Simmons who reached out and saved him from darkness and despair. Simmons was the brightest light in his life.

Simmons was right. His parents had no other choice but to fully support him now, but what about the future? Although his father and mother were not young, they were legendary seven-star and eight-star masters, and their lifespans were much longer than those of ordinary people. They looked only in their thirties or forties, and were full of energy. Who could guarantee that they would not have new offspring in the future? Once he had a new brother, would they continue to support him? Ashburn knew very well that because he had killed his four brothers and sisters, his father had always hated him very much.

That's why he must cultivate a force that is loyal only to himself, while also constantly improving his own strength.

When I become strong enough and powerful enough, I will kick my parents away or send them to hell. Then no one will be able to shake my position.

Of course, such an important matter should naturally be left to Simmons, the most loyal and capable person to solve.

In the room.

Asheborn, who had left all matters to Simmons, was very free.

He took out a white jade bottle, unscrewed the cork, and a disgusting stench instantly filled out of the bottle.

As soon as he smelled that smell, Ashburn's face immediately turned bitter.

Inside the bottle are pills the size of a little fingertip. These pills were also provided by Simmons and can be used to assist in spiritual practice.

Simmons himself was also taking it. Ashborn admitted that the effect of this pill was really extraordinary. He was originally at the legendary five-star level, but after being tortured by that damn bastard Roger, not only did he suffer tremendous physical and mental suffering, but even his level fell to the legendary one-star level.

After this, Ashburn also worked hard to practice, trying to regain his former glory.

But the results were minimal.

His injuries were different from those of ordinary people.

Because of his body decaying, his tendons and veins were severely damaged. Although he got the antidote in the end, the rotten meridians did not return to normal. Instead, they condensed into scars. This made it extremely difficult for Ashborn to practice again.

Asherborn was about to give up on his own strength.

Unexpectedly, Simmons took out another pill and said it could solve his problem.

Ashburn trusted Simmons very much, but elixirs were different. They were something that had to be swallowed, and their appearance was very different from ordinary potions. Even if Simmons took them out, Ashburn didn't dare to take them casually.

It was not until Simmons took a pill in front of him that Ashburn gradually let down his guard.

After taking the first pill, Ashburn couldn't help but have the urge to hug Simmons and give him a big kiss... He really loved him to death.

Ashibern even wondered, what else in this world could Simmons not do, what else could Simmons not do? After taking just one pill, Ashibern felt that the scarred meridians in his body had signs of recovery, and even the magic power in his body had become a little stronger.

At this point, Ashburn no longer had any doubts about Simmons. Perhaps, he still had some concerns, but these doubts disappeared under the strong temptation of regaining strength.

He took seven pills and his strength recovered to the legendary two-star level.

After taking twenty-eight pills, his strength recovered to the legendary three stars.

Although there is still a long way to go before he reached his prime, and although the magic power in his body seems to be a little disordered, Ashbern is too busy to care about such trivial matters. He is only thinking about how to make himself stronger.

That's right. Now, Ashburn has to take a pill almost every day. If he doesn't take it for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

Ashburn admitted that the pill was effective, but...it tasted terrible.

He couldn't help but wonder how he had managed to eat those dozens of pills. The taste was like a dead octopus thrown into a cesspool and left exposed to the sun for three days and three nights in the hot summer.

Sure enough, although Simmons is very good, he is not omnipotent.

At least, he had no way to make these pills more delicious.

Ashburn felt that he was a little too greedy. Having a great man like Simmons to assist him in his life was already a gift from heaven. How could he ask for more?

With a wry smile, Ashborn suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, picked up the pill, wrinkled his nose and prepared to start today's practice.

But at this moment, footsteps were heard at the door.

Then, with a creaking sound, the door of the secret room was pushed open.

Ashborn quickly regained his serious expression, even putting down the pill in his hand and looking towards the door. He knew that only one person could enter this secret room.

Sure enough, Simmons' figure soon appeared in front of Ashburn, with the magic image he had recorded in his hand.

"What's that noise over there?" Ashburn asked.

Simmons's expression was somewhat solemn. He grinned but did not answer. He just handed the magic image in his hand to Ashburn.

The so-called magic image is somewhat similar to the video recorder on Earth, but... it is very blurry, 36P. However, you can roughly see what happened.

As he watched, Ashburn's expression became serious, and he finally understood why Simmons had such an expression.

The young man in the magic image cut Kane Copperfield into a human stick with one move. Although the scene looked scary, it was still barely acceptable. In the royal city, there were at least eight people who could do this.

But... he actually scared Balke away, which was too exaggerated.

Balk, what is that? That is the head of the Copperfield family, a legendary eight-star super master.

In the huge royal city, no one dared to say that he could definitely beat Balque, except for the ancestor of the Copperfield family. Even people of the level of Barumonger and Marcelino could not say that they could definitely beat Balque.

But such a strong man, when his family had lost two masters, one of whom was even the heir, actually turned around and walked away when facing the young man?

How exaggerated is the strength of that young man? Ashborn felt that after going through so much, his character was also extraordinary, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

It was a pity that the magic image was too blurry and he really couldn't recognize who that person was.

"Mr. Simmons, who is this person?" Ashburn looked at Simmons in front of him. It had become his habit to ask Simmons when he was in doubt: "When did such a master appear in Dusk Continent?"

Simmons looked a little strange. After a brief hesitation, he finally spoke: "Sir, if I guess correctly, this person should be the prophet from Granville, Ron!"

Prophet, Ron.

Buzz! As soon as these words came out, Ashburn felt his head buzzing.

Ron, Ron, Ron!

Roger, Roger, Roger!

These two names kept echoing in his mind for a long time.

The face full of scars twisted together in an instant, looking as hideous as a ghost.

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

The scenes that had happened in the Temple of Dusk began to reappear in his mind once again. That experience was like an unforgettable nightmare that he would never forget in his entire life.

He originally had a happy and wonderful life.

He is the Son of God, with a high status and admired by all.

He has a tall and straight figure and handsome appearance, driving thousands of young girls and young women crazy.

He seems like a born winner in life. There is never any such thing as setbacks in his life.

However, ever since he met the man named Roger in the Temple of Dusk, his bad luck began to start.

First, he was planted with a horrible toxin by this shameless bastard, causing his whole body to rot and he was in excruciating pain. He even wanted to commit suicide at one point. Then, his fiancée gave herself to that man in exchange for the antidote.

Even after returning to the Church of Nature's Heart, the nightmare continued. His strength declined, his realm fell, the women who used to surround him disappeared without a trace, and his parents wanted his eldest brother to take his place.

All the good things were gone overnight, and the only voices echoing in the church were those opposing it.

Even though it violated the long-standing rules of the Church of the Heart of Nature, Isabel still publicly announced the cancellation of the engagement with him, and he became a laughing stock in everyone's eyes.

For Ashburn, this experience was like a sticky hell. If Simmons had not appeared, he would still be struggling in hell.

His bad luck started when he met Roger... In theory, these bad things were done by Roger and had nothing to do with Ron.

But Ashburn is not a fool.

Roger is Agnes's lover.

Ron once directly announced in the royal city of Granville that he wanted Holt and his seventh princess Agnes to divorce, and that he wanted to marry the eldest princess Dolores and Agnes.

Putting all these things together, even a fool would know that Roger and Ron are the same person.

Over such a long time, he often heard Ron's name. Every time he heard the word Ron, the resentment in his heart would grow stronger, and the urge to tear Ron into pieces and scatter his bones and ashes would become stronger.

He never thought that Ron would appear in the royal city of the Spang Theocracy.

In an instant, his mind was buzzing, as if there were clusters of flames burning violently, as if the hatred and resentment that had been suppressed for a long time all burst out at this moment.

His sanity was destroyed almost instantly.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle…

His teeth were clenched, but an extremely strange sound came out of his throat uncontrollably.

"Kill him, I will kill him..." His ferocious eyelids opened wide, and his originally emerald green eyeballs were now covered with scarlet bloodshot. His body was shaking uncontrollably due to the intense excitement.

As if he had anticipated such a reaction from Ashburn, Simmons's mouth corners even curled up slightly, but it quickly disappeared and was not noticed by Ashburn.

"Oh, my dear Ashburn, calm down, calm down..." Simmons blinked and spoke in a slightly exaggerated tone.

"Damn it, Simmons, how can you expect me to calm down?" Ashburn howled like a madman, his body shaking more and more violently: "Ron, if it weren't for this damn bastard, how could I become like this?"

"So, Ashburn...even if you rush directly in front of Ron now...can you kill him?"

"Even if we bring all our brothers, can we win?" Simmons remained calm, as if nothing in the world could cause him emotional fluctuations.

Crunch.

Ashburne's roar came to an abrupt halt.

His teeth were about to break, but he had to suppress the violence in his heart.

Simmons was right, he was only a legendary three-star now... Kane would be chopped into a human pig by Ron, and he wouldn't be much better off.

Although he had recruited a lot of younger brothers in recent times, these people were just there to deliver food.

Although he knew it was impossible, the unwillingness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. After a long time, Ashburn could not help but said in a low and hoarse voice: "Simmons, what should we do? Are we just going to watch Ron show off in front of me?"

"I really can't swallow this anger. You are smarter, can you help me think of a solution?"

Simmons sneered: "My good brother, in fact, from our point of view, it is definitely the best choice to pretend that we don't know that Ron is in the Spang Theocracy. After all, our current strength is too weak. Taking the initiative to confront Ron head-on is to seek death."

"but……"

Ashburn's heart sank at first, thinking there was no hope. However, after hearing the word "but", his eyes suddenly lit up again, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Simmons was good in every way, except that he could not get rid of the bad habit of speaking halfway.

Moreover, if there is no one praising him, this guy would really not say a single word.

Ashburn was speechless about Simmons's terrible habit, but he had to say: "But what?"

Sure enough, Simmons' voice, which had originally stopped, started again: "But we can kill with a borrowed knife!"

Borrowing a knife to kill someone? Ashburn pondered, Simmons was indeed a scoundrel, fortunately this guy was his good brother, and the one who was cheated was someone else.

"How to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

"It's simple. Do you know what Ron likes to do most?" Simmons asked with a smile.

"What?"

"rebel."

Simmons' smile became even more intense. "Perhaps all geniuses in this world have some strange hobbies. Ron is the same. He likes wealth, beauty, and other things that all men like. But compared to these, he prefers to rebel and create queens one after another with his own hands."

"According to the intelligence I have, he had been instigating Dolores to rebel a long time ago, and succeeded in making Dolores the queen more than half a year ago."

"Also, there is some secret intelligence that proves that the third princess of the Spang Theocracy, Lydia, also stayed with Ron for a long time, and then... Lydia has also rebelled now."

Ashburn's lips trembled violently: "Are you saying that this guy was behind Lydia's rebellion?"

"It's very likely. Besides Lydia, Ron has also been in contact with Isabel..."

hiss.

Ashburn's pupils suddenly contracted.

How much does Ron like to rebel?

Including Lydia, it is not enough that he has personally promoted two queens. Would he be satisfied only if he also created a female pope?

Considering what had happened in the church recently, Ashburn felt that with Ron's support and instigation, Isabel was very likely to rebel.

"Tell me, if Marcelino and Mireya knew that Ron came to the Spang Theocracy to support Isabel's usurpation of the throne, would they still be able to sit still?" The smile on Simmons' face became more and more sinister.

Ashburn's face became brighter and brighter.

But soon, his brows furrowed again: "But, even if my father and mother join forces, I'm afraid they are no match for Ron, right?"

After all, his father didn't have the strength to scare Balke away, and he didn't even have the courage to take action.

"Have you forgotten the Copperfield family? Do you think that after such a huge loss, the ancestor of the Copperfield family can still sit back and do nothing?"

"If all else fails, instigate Barumong as well. Barumong can't just sit there and watch his kingdom being overthrown, right?"

Simmons smiled even more: "Mr. Ashburn, you have to understand that this matter will not do you any harm. No matter who wins, you will never lose."

"If Ron dies in the combined attack of multiple forces, you will have your revenge."

"If Marcelino and Mireya are seriously injured in the conflict between the two sides, this will also be a good opportunity for you..."

The voice was gloomy, as if a devil was whispering in my ear:

"Don't you think your father has been in the papacy for too long?"

The first chapter is six thousand and there will be another chapter later

(End of this chapter)