Chapter 625: Shameless Person (Five Thousand)

"Boy, do we know each other?"

Regias' voice entered Ron's ears.

But at this moment, Ron was too tired. He opened his mouth and wanted to answer, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't even speak normally.

He didn't even want to sit on the ground anymore, so he simply lay back with his arms and legs spread out, lying on the ground without any gentlemanly manners, gasping for breath and scanning his surroundings with his eyes.

Hefferson, Partridge, Philomena and Daphne did not act immediately.

They were still mixed in with the survivors of the Andre family, silently moving closer to the old men.

What a bunch of sinister and cunning villains they are. They actually want to launch an unethical sneak attack. By the time they take action, I guess some old guys will be in trouble.

These idiots from the Andre family think they are controlling everything in secret and that everyone in the world is made up of idiots. Even after suffering such a huge loss this time, they did not learn to be smarter and are still a group of idiots, still proud and arrogant.

They thought Ron was the only intruder who came in, but they never imagined that there were several venomous snakes lurking.

Montelicia also stood there quietly.

But Ron knew that this woman was also extraordinary.

I didn't hold back at all when I punched her before. The fact that this woman could survive that kind of impact is a symbol of her ability in itself.

He panted slowly, his eyes finally falling on Regias. He thought that he was quite good to be able to make an old monster who had lived for more than 10,000 years hate and be angry to such an extent. Ron suddenly felt a little proud, and then he grinned: "Old man, do you really not know who I am?"

Regias was slightly stunned.

He really didn't recognize Ron.

In fact, he had already stopped caring about many things on the Dusk Continent. Even if he heard the oracle, he left it to other people to deal with. Now that he saw Ron, he did not think of Ron's identity at all.

Regias didn't recognize him, but the others around him gradually saw Ron's appearance clearly.

Ron had used a simple disguise before, and Ron was in the crowd, and there were heads moving everywhere around the altar. In this situation, Ron's existence seemed inconspicuous. When the Dragon God possessed him, Ron's body was covered with dragon scales, making it even harder to see Ron's true appearance. But now, with all the disguises and abnormalities on Ron's body disappearing under the impact, Ron's true appearance finally came into the eyes of these people.

Gradually, some people's expressions changed.

"Ron, it's the heretic."

Suddenly, a practitioner in the Destruction Realm couldn't help but let out a scream.

Ron, that was the oracle issued by the repairman through the Tower of Babel, and it must be destroyed.

The ancestor would not act easily. Even if there was an oracle, he would leave it to the people under them to complete. Since Ron was the heretic that the repairman specifically asked to be eliminated, they would naturally conduct a detailed investigation of Ron. They knew Ron's age, personality, strength, appearance, and what he had experienced very clearly.

Maybe Ron himself has forgotten some things, but they still have detailed records.

These people have seen Ron's portrait with their own eyes and will definitely not make a mistake.

Thinking back to the beginning, after many attempts to kill Ron, the heretic, they failed. Not only did they fail to take off Ron's head, but they also suffered heavy losses on their side. After that, they informed the ancestor of Ron's information, and the order conveyed by the ancestor was to ignore him. There was no need to let the Andre family suffer too much loss because of a heretic.

The people below were not at all surprised by the decision of the ancestors. Ever since Archibald wreaked havoc on the Andre family, the ancestors were no longer so dedicated to the tasks assigned by the repairman, and everyone had long been accustomed to it.

However, who could have thought that Ron had the courage to directly kill the Andre family and bring such a terrible disaster to the entire family.

Regias's expression became increasingly gloomy.

Damn it.

Ron.

Although the Andre family did arrange for someone to try to assassinate Ron, didn't they fail? Wasn't this guy not injured? The ones who really died were members of the Andre family, right? The Andre family hadn't even gotten mad yet, but this guy came to kill them directly. Isn't this guy too vindictive?

Even though Regias had experienced enough in his life and seen countless different situations, his forehead was still full of black lines at this moment.

This guy is a lunatic.

What they fear most is to get involved with this kind of madman who doesn't care about his own life or the lives of others.

Even if it's just a small conflict, it will be a fight to the death.

Regias suddenly smiled bitterly and sighed helplessly.

The world line arranges destiny, and the repairman maintains destiny.

I don’t know which existence wove this world line, but it is truly quite wonderful. He arranged the future of every living being on the Dusk Continent very appropriately and in great detail.

It was an unimaginably vast project.

At the same time, it is like the most sophisticated instrument in the world. The fate of every living being is interconnected. If the fate of one living being changes, it will affect the future of a large number of members around it.

However, no matter how sophisticated an instrument is, problems will occur. In other words, the more sophisticated the instrument is, the more likely it is to have problems of one kind or another.

Heresy is not uncommon.

One could even say a lot.

Over the past ten thousand years, we have encountered hundreds or even thousands of heretics whose destinies have been diverted almost every year.

Especially after Archibald's Cholera, the number of heretics on the Dusk Continent has increased unprecedentedly, with tens of thousands of heretics born every year.

And these heresies were almost all eliminated by the Andre family.

Although they pretended to obey the repairman's orders, in fact, the Andre family was unable to suppress the heretics and could only leave them to the repairman to deal with personally. There might only be one or two such heretics every few decades or hundreds of years.

This is also the reason why Regias is not worried about being targeted and punished by the repairman if the mission fails. After all, I dare not say that my mission completion rate is 100%, but at least it is 99.9999%...

With this level of task completion rate, it would be a shame not to be selected as the best employee.

However, over the years, even if they encountered heretics that could not be suppressed, even if they might occasionally be scolded by the repairman, it had no effect on the Andre family. Ron was the first one who could go straight to the Andre family headquarters.

Yes, the first one.

Even Archibald, who had hunted down many ancestors, had never entered this world.

"Ron... why?" Regias asked Ron in a hoarse voice. He had a severe headache and his eyelids twitched when he spoke.

He believed that Ron could have such strength in such a short period of time.

The one who could find the headquarters of the Andre family and accomplish something that even Archibald couldn't do must be no fool.

Anyone with a little common sense would be able to see that attacking the Andre family's headquarters would do him no good at all.

Could it be that he wanted to stop the gods from descending to the mortal world? You must be kidding, they are gods.

Archibald a thousand years ago was killed by the gods. Could it be that Ron thought he was stronger than the blasphemer? Ron just laughed at the words. He was so tired that he couldn't even turn his head to look at Regias. He could only move his eyes and peek at Regias from the corner of his eyes.

However, in the eyes of other members of the Andre family, this kind of action was seen as a complete evil look and a complete contempt.

For a moment, many of the Andre family survivors were filled with righteous indignation. They didn't understand why this kid was so proud when he was about to die.

At this moment, Ron suddenly let out a long breath with a smile on his face: "Nothing... If you have to find a reason, it may be... I want to prove that being a running dog will not end well."

Being a lackey, there is no good end? Ron's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have an indescribable penetrating power, echoing in the ears of every member of the Andre family, in their chests and souls, creating ripples.

In an instant, figures trembled violently and faces turned red. There was intense anger and shame on those faces for having their false disguises exposed.

Ron's words simply trampled underfoot the glory that the Andre family had been upholding for tens of thousands of years.

running dog?

Whose running dog?

Who is the running dog?

The mask of false pride was removed, leaving only the bloody truth.

That's right, the Andre family has no honor at all. They are neither noble nor honorable. On the contrary, they are just shameless betrayers. They are mean, cruel, cowardly, and stupid...

The truth is often the most hurtful thing.

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

A large group of Andre family members were glaring at Ron with angry, distorted faces and bloodshot eyes. They opened their mouths again and again, as if they wanted to refute what Ron said, but their mouths moved again and again, but no sound came out.

Even those pairs of eyes seemed a little erratic.

Yes, perhaps, they know very well in their hearts that the so-called glory is nothing but a false honor. In the eyes of all mankind, they are just traitors and lackeys, and all their glory is just self-righteous deception.

Even though Hefferson and Patridge were quietly gathering in the middle, they couldn't help but sigh at Ron's sharp words after hearing these words. This was simply killing people and hurting their hearts. This was a truly defenseless mental attack. Just by looking at the faces of those people from the Andre family, you can tell how much these words stimulated them.

Regias' body was shaking slightly.

All along, Regias has insisted that what he did was the right thing to do and that he was on the right path.

He did it for the glory of his family and for the continuation of mankind.

He is the greatest contributor to all living beings. He has countless merits, but these merits are not known to outsiders. He is like a hero walking in the darkness, guarding the light and being proud of it.

This is Regias' belief and also Regias' self-righteous ideal.

This is a kind of self-hypnosis. Only through such self-hypnosis can Regias give rationality to what he does and prevent his spirit from collapsing. This is how Regias has lived for more than 10,000 years. But now Ron is stimulating Regias' will little by little, and the self-imposed hypnosis is collapsing little by little.

Regias couldn't accept such a bloody truth, and his breathing became disordered.

The self-preservation wit of the spirit told Regias that the best option now was to kill Ron and not listen to even a word from him.

However, Regias was too paranoid to do so.

Killing Ron was easy, but what would happen after killing him? The consequences of the resulting self-doubt were definitely something Regias could not bear.

He must defeat Ron, not just physically but also spiritually. Only in this way can Regias continue to believe that the path he has been following for more than ten thousand years is correct.

eternal life?

This does seem to be something that everyone envies and wants to obtain, but only those who have truly survived long enough know that immortality is also torture. It is not easy to maintain one's mental breakdown in eternal life. No matter how strong you are, you need a goal and a support to maintain your will.

"Stupid boy, what you said is so simple." Regias's face was gloomy, and a suppressed voice came out of Regias' mouth word by word. Every word seemed to contain a heart-pounding weight, which made people shudder: "Running dog... Hehe, maybe, this is a running dog, but, so what? At least I let the human race, our Andre family, give thousands of creatures in the Dusk Continent a chance to survive."

"You have no idea how terrifying those beings in the sky are."

"If the Dusk Continent cannot follow the rules set by those beings, the entire world will be destroyed in an instant."

"You can say that we are running dogs and that we betrayed the human race, but we are just bearing the heavy burden. Even if we have to endure the infamy, we just want to find a way for all the creatures on the Dusk Continent to survive."

"Tell me, what's wrong with that?"

At first, Regias' voice was a little hesitant.

I still lack confidence.

An old monster like him who has survived for more than 10,000 years must give himself some kind of meaning, just like an anchor on the sea. Only this anchor is strong enough to prevent Regias' spirit from collapsing over a long period of time.

There was a time when it was an honor to work for the Repairman, the anchor that Regias created for himself.

He glorified the behavior of this lackey, endowed it with bright, great and just meanings. Everything he did was great, noble and worthy of being remembered by the world. In this way, he kept his spirit in an excited state at all times and prevented his spirit from gradually falling into chaos over a long period of time.

But now, Ron ruthlessly exposed the lie.

The mental anchor point that he thought was extremely solid loosened in an instant. In this situation, Regias had to create a new anchor point for himself.

Regias' reaction speed was also incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, he put on a new coat of justice.

Self-hypnosis has been completed, and I feel immediately confident.

This is really a cunning old fox. Ron snorted coldly and just glanced at Regias casually: "What's wrong with that? It's a joke."

"Many of our ancestors on the Dusk Continent fought against the ferocious beasts, sacrificing their blood and lives, and finally won a living space for us on the Dusk Continent."

“I don’t know how many ancestors, even if they have long since died, their wills are still protecting this world and the countless lives on the Dusk Continent.”

"Even those outsiders in the sky who tried to get their hands on the Dusk Continent were isolated from it by the will of our ancestors. Everything our ancestors did was just to allow us, the younger generations, to live well on the Dusk Continent."

"But you are so good. You have long forgotten the sacrifices of your ancestors, and you have long abandoned the glory of your ancestors."

“Now you are still licking your face and kneeling down to be a dog in front of the invaders who once wanted to invade and destroy the Dusk Continent... Are you worthy of your ancestors?”

"If I were your ancestor, I would have wanted to die. Giving birth to a filthy thing like you is simply a disgrace to the Andre family and the entire human race."

"Now you even have the audacity to boast that what you do is for the good of the human race."

"Bah! This is the first time I've seen someone as shameless as you."

The two did not take action.

It was purely a verbal exchange.

But this kind of confrontation is no less intense than a real life-and-death conflict.

Regias' face instantly turned the color of liver, his body was shaking slightly, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.

The breath in the body also became extremely disordered.

In this kind of verbal confrontation, Regias was on the defensive side and Ron was on the offensive side. The ancestor of the Andre family was naturally at a disadvantage.

In addition, the Andre family has always adhered to aristocratic etiquette, and is pathologically stubborn in this regard. Even in debates, they maintain the dignity of the aristocracy. But Ron is different. He talks nonsense without thinking, and his words directly suppress Regias.

Seeing the old man unable to catch his breath and his eyelids drooping, Ron even worried that he might accidentally piss the old man off to death... No, wouldn't it be great if the old man died of pissing? 　Chapter 1, 5,000 words 　　 　 (End of this chapter)