Chapter 92 Blessing of the God of Love (Ten Thousand)
Get lost!
When this word entered Melville's ears, his whole body was shaking, and he even felt layers of dense goose bumps appearing on his skin.
I was once told to get lost by that blonde woman.
Princess Lydia once told me to get lost.
Now, even this big brother whom he had always looked down upon dared to tell him to get lost...
The pitying eyes in the hall made his scalp almost explode. Are they pitying him? Does he need to be pitied by others? Seeing Ron so close, a voice kept roaring in Melville's heart.
Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him...
He was like a complete madman, with bloodshot eyes.
But in the end, he can only be like a clown.
I took a deep breath and made way for the stairs...
So, this kind of expression of wanting to kill me but being helpless against me is the best.
Ron chuckled and walked upstairs slowly and calmly.
In the hall, a lady who had been sitting in the corner, with an ordinary appearance but elegant and noble, slowly put down the coffee cup in her hand.
Two slender, graceful fingers that did not match her appearance held a gold coin and gently placed it on the table.
Ignoring the strange atmosphere in the hall, he disappeared silently at the door.
No one knew how much time had passed. When Ron had already reached the top floor, he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching roar like a wild dog from downstairs, followed by a series of banging sounds, as if some incompetent and furious guy was banging his head against the wall.
It doesn't matter if you get your head hit, but don't break someone else's wall, or you'll have to pay for it.
The key turned slightly in the lock, and with a click, Ron pushed the door open.
After a casual glance, it seemed that the waiter was quite nice to his generous guest. Ron just asked the other party to arrange a room for him at random, which was obviously a high-end suite.
Even more luxurious than the room assigned to Ron, the prophet, by the church.
There was not a single speck of color on the snow-white painted walls. The intricately designed chandelier was emitting a soft glow, making the whole room hazy but not dark at all.
The light pink color reveals some ambiguity.
In the opened wardrobe, you can see some sexy clothes...maid outfits, nun uniforms...and even some high heels, whips, candles, gags and other things.
On the bedside table, there were two bottles of potions that could quickly restore energy and strength. Each bottle cost ten gold coins...
The enthusiastic waiter arranged a love room for him.
Ron's forehead was full of black lines. He didn't know whether to say that the waiter was nosy or praise him for being thoughtful.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he did not clean the stains on his body.
He opened the lottery system immediately and inserted the ten-draw lottery ticket.
[Beep, system prompts, congratulations to the host for using a ten-draw lottery ticket, and obtaining healing potions*2, magic recovery potion*1, physical recovery potion*1, strengthening stone*1, advanced skill: Blade Storm*1, special item: Undead Crystal*1, epic equipment: Hercules' wristband*1! Special item: Advanced Contract Document*1! ]
I don’t know if it’s because the system saw that he was in great danger this time, or if it’s because the dozens of draws before triggered the guarantee mechanism.
All in all, the harvest was quite good.
At least, I got an advanced skill and an epic equipment.
only……
Bladestorm, this is a warrior's skill, I should be a priest.
Ron learned Bladestorm with a strange look on his face, and imagined himself spinning around with the Ironwood Staff. To be honest, it might be a bit bad.
When he looked at Hercules' wristband, Ron's expression became even weirder.
This is a whole series of equipment, although it is not a set and does not have set attribute bonuses.
The entire series is full of warrior-type top-tier items. Is this an attempt to turn him into a high-defense, high-attack nurse? [Hercules's Wristguard: Purple Gold Epic, Evolvable]
[Enhancement Level: 0]
[Physical Defense +58]
[Magic Defense +27]
[Additional special attribute: Physical defense +223]
[Additional special attributes; All magic defense +109]
[Additional special attribute: All attribute damage reduction +9%]
[The enemy's attack isn't that scary, is it? ]
Just as he remembered, Hercules' wristband added high defense and quite good damage reduction. He silently took out a strengthening stone and placed it on the wristband.
To be honest, Ron felt a little guilty about the fact that Ostara gave him her heart and continued to curse the Goddess of Dawn behind her back.
After three consecutive reinforcement failures:
"Praise the damn goddess of dawn..."
With thirteen flashes of soft white light, the properties of Hercules' wristband have changed drastically.
[Hercules's Wristguard: Purple Gold Epic, Evolvable! ]
[Enhancement Level: 13]
[Physical Defense +1024]
[Magic Defense +472]
[Additional special attribute: Physical defense +223]
[Additional special attributes; All magic defense +109]
[Additional special attribute: All attribute damage reduction +9%]
[Additional special effect: All attribute damage reduction +9%! ]
[Additional special effect: All attribute damage reduction +9%! ]
[Additional special effect: All attribute defense enhancement +17%! ]
[Dodge? What does dodge mean? ]
call……
Seeing the effect of the enhanced Hercules wristband, Ron let out a long sigh.
Although it doesn't have a special skill like the Ring of Hercules that can be used to save lives, such as the Protection of Hercules, but the effect and properties of the Hercules wristband are so good that anyone who comes by will say it is top-notch.
The extremely high defense addition, the extremely exaggerated damage reduction of all attributes, and the enhancement of all attribute defense make the defense and damage reduction provided by this wristband even more exaggerated than armor.
Perhaps, just like the last sentence, dodge, what does dodge mean?
Ron even had an impulse in his heart. When the killer appeared later, he would just stand in front of the killer, tilt his head and point at his neck and tell him: "Come on, chop here, don't be polite..."
But after thinking about it for a while, Ron gave up the impulse to commit suicide.
Ron put the wristband on his wrist, and then placed two warning magics at the door and window. Once someone broke in, his soul would feel a subtle tingling, which would be enough to wake him up even if he was asleep.
Sitting at the desk and placing a circle of warning magic around himself, his consciousness finally fell into extreme tranquility.
He remembered the remnant soul of Celeos whom he had met on the Soul Ferry.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Seleos said that He had once blessed him.
Although Ron didn't know when it was, but now thinking back, this blessing might really exist. For example, he fought with the two girls, Seraphina and Irelia, for several hours and still stood firm.
Thinking about Seleus, who is half male and half female, both male and female, could the blessing he received be to increase his masculine charm and improve his endurance?
What an unreliable god, can't he give me some blessings that can increase my combat power? Ron complained in his heart. As for the current blessing, he... well, he still liked it very much.
Of course, Seleos' blessing should be more than just that simple.
This blessing seems to be able to reduce the hostility of the opposite sex towards oneself to some extent and increase the opposite sex's favorability towards oneself.
This was most obvious in Christian. Based on Ron's understanding of this great saint, even though he was a prophet and had killed Hermann, when his head was buried in her chest, she would have been considered merciful if she had crushed his little head. There was no way she could have endured it.
Dolores's behavior was normal based on Ron's experience in the game, but it was hard to say that it was not influenced by Celeos' blessing.
But is this really the only effect of this blessing?
Ron tried to examine the body, but did not sense anything unusual.
Then, he sank his spirituality into his consciousness and fell into a doze state.
This state is called meditation among practitioners.
Through meditation, practitioners can examine their own souls.
Although he was a mage, this seemed to be his first time meditating, and an endless expanse of darkness appeared before his eyes.
A very rich black, like sticky ink.
Ron felt that his lips must be twitching right now... Damn, is his soul so dark?
Not really?
Although he is a villain, he should be a good person. This is certified by the Church of the Goddess of Dawn.
His spirit extended out and explored in the sticky darkness. He didn't know what he was looking for. Perhaps he just wanted to find a different kind of luster in the darkness.
In a meditative state, one cannot perceive the passage of time.
Ron didn't know how long he had been exploring here. Finally, he saw an elliptical ball of light floating in the spiritual space.
Strange purple.
Ron's spirituality extended over and touched the illusory purple.
The surrounding darkness suddenly twisted, and in an instant an extremely complex outline was reflected in Ron's spiritual space.
It was a very complex pattern, like the 3D map projection on Gaode.
Ron, who had been exposed to modern high technology, easily accepted this complicated pattern. After some examination, Ron found that this pattern should be centered on the Sykes Hotel... No, to be precise, it should be centered on itself and include at least two streets around it.
Roughly, it is a circular area with a diameter of about 700 meters.
If you look closely, you can even detect some small white dots in this circular area.
Ron was curious, and his spirit tried to touch one of the white spots.
In an instant, a very bad picture appeared in front of Ron.
On the messy bed, there were a mixture of creaking and crackling sounds.
A man with a distorted face, holding a brown ponytail in one hand, is galloping on his horse like a knight on the battlefield.
The man with a red face roared excitedly:
"Oh, praise the God of Eternal Freedom... I'm *sick..."
Then came the woman's loud scream.
Ron withdrew from the white spot in disappointment, feeling as if his spirit had been polluted.
Damn, these white dots actually represent the followers of Selyos.
The infiltration of the Eternal Freedom Sect into the Granville Kingdom is really scary. Dozens of small white dots can be seen in an area with a diameter of about 700 meters. These are all members of the Eternal Freedom Sect, even though the branch has been disbanded...
Even the Sykes Hotel has several of them, making it a famous brothel.
Let me see which one is closest to us...
Oh shit!
As soon as he took a glance, Ron's spirit uttered a national quintessence.
The closest white dot...
Right behind him!
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