Chapter 75 Christian, you don’t want to die alone and miserable, do you? (Early Morning)
In the moonlight, Father Abraham's wrinkled face was covered with a layer of silver frost, as pale as gold paper, without a trace of blood. If you suddenly saw him, you might even mistake him for a walking corpse.
However, the clergy of the church branch were already familiar with Father Abraham's situation and were not frightened by this.
The only thing that surprised Irelia was that Father Abraham seemed to have blended into the shadows around him. If she hadn't happened to come from behind, she wouldn't even have noticed the priest's presence.
Irelia even suspected that when she came out before, Father Abraham had not arrived yet, and she had not noticed it at all.
The old priest forced a dry smile on his face: "It's Irelia, nothing special, I just saw a light over here, and it seemed like there were a lot of people, so I came over to take a look."
Irelia had a gentle smile on her face. She was very respectful to the old priest and every clergyman in the church: "It's a bit cold outside, old priest, please come in and sit down. It's a good opportunity, Ron has woken up too."
"Awake?" Father Abraham showed a look of surprise on his face: "That's really a good thing, but...what should I do in there?"
"You young people should get together. I, an old man, will not make magic lamps anymore. But you still have to be careful. Ron just woke up and is weak. Don't overwork him." Father Abraham winked at Irelia and Cecilia and said, "Let's go. I'm going back to sleep."
Waving his hand casually, old Father Abraham's hunched body swayed and slowly disappeared in the moonlight.
His body seemed to become even stiffer, like a puppet.
In those cloudy eyes, one seemed to be able to vaguely see countless chains, like twisted poisonous snakes, crawling all over his body.
It was Irelia who blushed, muttered something, and walked into the room with the porridge in her hand.
As soon as she returned to the room, Irelia could feel that the atmosphere in the room was extremely strange.
Gerald, Virgil, Saint Christian, and even Seraphina were all shocked.
The saintly sage Partridge from a thousand years ago is still alive.
This news was like a bolt from the blue to everyone.
That was a sage who lived thousands of years ago. His funeral was attended by five kings, seven popes, and tens of thousands of masters and scholars.
If Partridge is really still alive, it would be the biggest scam ever.
This former saint fooled everyone in the world.
But why? Why did Partridge fake his death? As a saint, his power is at the top of the world. Even if he really lived to this day, there would be no problem at all. I can't imagine why he would need to fake his death.
Christian's expression became even uglier.
To others, the news that Patrich was still alive was a shock, but that was all. But to Christian, it meant something completely different...
The prophet predicted that she would enter Partridge's tomb and then... die at Partridge's hands.
Even though Christian was very confident in his own strength, he was definitely not arrogant enough to think that he could compete with the sages of thousands of years ago.
A thousand years ago, the sage Partridge was already the second most powerful man in the world. Except for the blasphemer Archibald, no one could rival Partridge.
After another long thousand years, no one could imagine how exaggerated Patridge's strength would be.
After a long moment, Christian sighed deeply.
She finally understood what Ron meant.
You have glimpsed your fate and know when and how you will die. You want to change your destiny, but you see no hope at all. You can only wait for death to come in depression and despair.
This may be the cruelest punishment in the world.
For a moment, Christiane's gaze towards Ron became complicated. For the first time, she understood what kind of weight Ron was bearing.
This man's will is much stronger than imagined.
Christian rarely admires others, but Ron is one of them.
The room was completely silent.
Irelia gently placed the porridge in front of Ron. Ron didn't care about the atmosphere around him. He picked up the bowl and drank slowly. His cold body gradually became warm.
His gaze drifted quietly to the window, but quickly retracted.
After filling his stomach again, Ron finally felt completely alive.
He seemed to feel that he had not been fooled enough. Christian's shocked, depressed, and even frightened look made him feel inexplicably good.
Tricking people is really addictive.
He went from bad to worse.
"Your Highness, you have been immersed in the anger of the past. You will not forgive Apu, hate any man in this world, and reject any woman."
"This is a huge whirlpool. If you don't struggle hard, you will only sink deeper and deeper. Your future will be very bleak. You will be alone until the end of your life, until you die."
Wiping the corner of his mouth, Ron spoke calmly, like a master who saw through everything: "This is the cage you built for yourself, and only you can break it. If you can't even break through the restrictions you set for yourself, how can you break free from the shackles of fate?"
Boom...Crack.
Christian's body trembled violently and his face turned pale instantly.
Her pretty lips trembled softly, and she wanted to refute: "But..."
"I know what you want to say. I'm not defending Apu Ron Montgomery. For what that bastard did, he deserves to be cut into pieces and his bones pulverized into ashes..." Ron shrugged. "Even as a man, I also think that guy is very shameful... But Apu is Apu. Why should you implicate others because of Apu? Why should you punish yourself because of a shameless man?"
"Your biggest enemy is not Apu, but you."
"The one who can defeat himself is the truly powerful one."
"Christian, you don't want to die sadly and alone, do you?"
Ron repeated to Christian what he had said to Agnes. If those words could fool Agnes, it seemed like they could fool Christian as well.
The room was very quiet, with only Ron's voice floating around! Virgil was shocked, he really didn't expect that this wonderful way of speaking could be used here.
The expression on Christian's face changed from heavy to confused, and as if he understood something, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Defeat yourself?
Seeing Christian racking his brains and thinking seriously, Ron's lips trembled slightly.
He had to admit that these overused lines from the second-rate anime and second-rate online novels he saw in his previous life were quite effective in fooling people.
Even a being of the Great Saint's level was fooled and actually started to think seriously.
Not only the Great Saint, but also Seraphina, Gerald and others had serious expressions on their faces, as if they were carefully savoring what he had just said.
Even Virgil, who had always believed that Ron was a charlatan, put away the frivolous expression on his face...
Is this what it feels like to be a master, fooling a large group of people at once? Ron wanted to laugh when he saw that scene... But, he had received professional training and would not laugh easily, unless...
Ron really didn't laugh. The corners of his mouth, which had almost been lifted up, froze in the next moment.
call……
Suddenly, a strange sound of wind was heard in the room with closed doors and windows.
The magic chandelier on the ceiling swayed, and the light in the room was hazy.
Whether it was the moonlight outside the window or the light released by the magic lamp, it seemed as if they were all attracted by something. The light bent in the air, drawing smooth arcs and concentrating on the Great Saint Christian.
Under the light, Christian seemed to have turned into a little sun.
But it is not as dazzling as the scorching sun, but as gentle as the rising sun.
Christian's eyes drooped slightly, his face solemn, and his pretty face looked even more beautiful, holy and elegant at this moment.
Her long golden hair fluttered and her skirt fluttered.
A small vortex seemed to form around the plump carcass, swallowing up the light gathered around it.
Buzz! Then, the small room shook violently.
The energy from farther away was also mobilized, flowing through the walls, doors, and glass, surging in the room.
The curtains rustled.
Those energies gathered together, as if evolving into small streams, following different trajectories and converging into the same goal.
The aura released from the Great Saint Christian also became stronger and stronger...
Virgil left the house immediately and stood guard at the door, strictly forbidding anyone to approach because of the abnormality here.
Anyone with eyesight can see that Christian is at the critical moment of breaking through and must not be disturbed in any way.
Ron's lips actually trembled.
Wonima.
He just said a few words casually, but was it really so powerful? Could it be that this great saint girl really defeated the other self in her heart and defeated herself? Is this really nonsense?
When did it become so easy to break through realms? Especially for a legendary master like the Great Saint Girl... For such a being, shouldn't it be extremely difficult to break through each star level? Even with Ron's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of jealousy in his heart. It was clearly he who said these words, but why didn't such a good thing happen to him?
However, this jealousy was only fleeting.
Ron knew that this great saint girl would probably become his from now on... Ron meant someone who could be used by him! The first chapter is at midnight, and the next chapter will be delivered in one minute. Thank you for Eve's time reward, thank you for your support (this chapter is over)