LRAB Page 497
Page 497
The strange man looked at the two of them with a chuckle.
He enjoys watching other people experience life and death.
The scene before him was particularly beautiful, just what he wanted.
He said, "After hearing what you all said, I'm reluctant to do it."
Keep crying and wailing.
I watched the spectacle from the sidelines.
"The day I get tired of you all, I'll just kill you all at once."
After saying that, he burst into laughter.
Then she slowly walked towards Sweet Mask.
A sharp knife suddenly appeared in the strange man's hand.
He was already planning to kill him.
Sweet Mask struggled for a moment.
But he had great difficulty even standing up and was completely unable to resist.
Just when he thought he was doomed.
Suddenly a cold light flashed, and the strange man took several steps back.
The dagger in his hand had broken off.
The strange man stared at the masked sweetheart with a look of surprise.
He thought it was the masked sweetheart who suddenly made a move.
"I never expected you to still have some strength left."
But at this moment.
A tall, slender figure appeared in front of the strange man.
It was Ron.
Ron saw everything that just happened.
He knew that if he didn't take action soon...
Sweet Mask will truly become a cold corpse.
"It's you?" Sweet Mask and the Monster said this almost at the same time.
Sweetheart looked at Ron with a surprised expression.
He hadn't expected Ron to show up here.
"What are you doing here?" Sweet Mask asked, then looked at the strange man.
Ron said, "I just happened to be passing by and didn't expect to see you fighting with the monster."
I must say, your skills still need improvement.
After Ron finished speaking, he patted Sweetheart on the shoulder.
This made Sweet Mask very unhappy.
"You brat."
Do you know that your death is coming soon?
Do you know what you're facing right now? A weirdo that even I can't handle.
You're just throwing your life away."
After he finished speaking, he saw the strange man.
"Your target is me; this kid just wandered in by accident."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Ron.
"Get out of here and don't waste my time."
The strange man stared at Ron in astonishment.
Sweet Mask never witnessed Ron's true strength.
But the strange man witnessed firsthand the immense power of the sharp knife he had just wielded.
Ordinary heroes simply couldn't withstand it.
Ron saw the dagger break in an instant.
This is simply not possible.
Unless Ron's strength is exceptionally terrifying.
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."
The strange man stared at Ron in astonishment.
Ron chuckled and said, "I have a very common face; you can see it everywhere."
So it doesn't matter anymore.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Sweet Mask.
"Heroes are all fighting hard, and I am one of them."
I will not stand idly by.
The masked sweetheart looked at him with a disappointed expression.
Although there were some things he really wanted Ron to die.
But he absolutely cannot let this weirdo kill Ron.
"Don't you understand yet? How could you possibly be his match with your B-rank hero strength?"
Why don't you leave right away?
Must I really die here?
After saying that, he glared fiercely at Ron.
Ron suddenly realized.
So that's what Sweetheart Mask meant when she asked him to leave.
In Sweetheart's eyes, Ron is just a B-rank hero, ranked in the middle.
They are simply no match for them.
Ron is not qualified to participate in a battle like this.
Just like an older sister.
She was dragged into this unintentionally.
But now my sister knows that she is just a burden here.
Her attacks had no effect on the opponent.
Ron said, "It's okay. Since it's a battle, we shouldn't distinguish between each other."
Although my strength is not as good as yours.
But I must participate in this battle.
After he finished speaking, he saw the strange man.
"I've seen a lot of people from the Monster Association, though I don't know which one you are."
But since you've come here to cause trouble, you should be prepared to be killed.
The strange man laughed loudly, "What a boastful tone."
Anyone who didn't know better would think you were an S-class hero.
The result was only a B grade.
"You think you can be my match? That's a joke."
After saying that, he burst into laughter, completely disregarding Ron.
He looked at Sweet Mask.
"Looks like I'll have to kill one more person this time."
Killing two people is still killing.
Killing three people is the same as killing, so one more won't hurt.
After saying that, he blurred into a blur.
That's incredibly fast.
Sweetheart couldn't catch a glimpse of him at all.
He felt a blur before his eyes, and a sharp knife gleaming with cold light was thrust in front of him.