I'm really a serious wizard.

A surge of power gathered in his right leg.

Ron took a step forward, and the entire town, built inside a sewer cavity, trembled violently.

Supported by a near-transformative magic, a dazzling and eternal radiance emerged from behind him.

Strands, patches, and beams of light are no longer confined to a single point.
Instead, it enveloped the entire sewer town, leaving no darkness behind.

In other words, before I only had pain in certain areas, but now my whole body aches.

As if a steel needle had pierced and stirred his brain, Earl's thoughts suddenly paused for a moment.

Then they saw endless light.

He witnessed how, under his valiant leadership, the resistance ultimately overthrew the evil rule of the Federation.
He saw his companions waving to him in the light, calling him over to a victory celebration.

This was true for Earlley, as were Jess, Ferguson, and the remaining 12 cultists who were attacked by the Heroic Spirits.

They were moved by Ron's golden spirit of repaying evil with good.

So excited that he trembled all over, his face contorted, and he couldn't even utter a word of thanks.

Tears mingled with snot silently streamed down her face, expressing her profound respect for the sun.

Even worse, some people can't control their prostate and vaginal discharge.

As my muscles twitched, I unconsciously dampened the floor and warmed my pockets.

In his past life, Ron had heard that when people are in a state of intense emotion, they lose control of their body muscles.

But I never expected that my small act of kindness would cause these guys to have such strong emotions.

How can there be such a good person as me in the world?
Ron felt a warm glow in his heart and quickly gave instructions to the heroic spirits surrounding him.

Go help them!

[You have killed 12 Tier 4 "Fallen Wizards" - Proficiency +1080]

[You have killed 2 Tier 5 "Fallen Wizards" - Proficiency +800]

[Remaining Proficiency: 3808]

The cold-blooded cult members gained a skill that warmed people's hearts.

Ron was overjoyed.

"You bastard!"

Earl's eyes were filled with despair, like a helpless husband who could only watch as Ron slaughtered all their remaining possessions.

The resistance is over.
After killing so many people, this guy is still laughing. Is he mocking me?

"I want you to die!"

Instead of retreating, Earl advanced, and under the pure light, there were no blind spots left for him to hide in.

He suddenly vanished again, entering an unknowable state once more, beyond the reach of the "Holy Light Healing Spell".

And they kept casting divine spells, trying to pull the light that enveloped the entire town into an unknown realm.

Ron didn't seem to care at all; he merely raised a slight brow.
They neither reused the Kingdom of God to observe Earl's location nor took any precautions.

court death!

Earlley's already fierce eyes were now filled with even more anger.

This guy actually looks down on him!
Then die!

A wicked thought flashed through his mind, and in a state of complete ignorance, Earl's speed reached its limit.
Even the omnipresent air could not hinder him.

With a twist of his waist and a swing of his arm, a hidden blade made of pitch-black shadow suddenly sprang from his palm and plunged straight into Ron's chest.

This move is fast, accurate, and ruthless.

In reality, it was a compromise made by a legendary strongman.

The blessing of the Lord of a Thousand Faces and Myriad Visions is inherently inclined towards the mysterious, the hidden, and the surveillance.
They even possess the terrifying divine art of killing people silently with their gaze from a distance of a kilometer.

But after a confrontation with Ron, Earl realized that this guy was strange.
Not only was he able to break his divine magic without anyone noticing, but he also seemed to have a history of being favored by the gods.

In an instant, Ron appeared again from various angles on Earlley's countless compound eyes.

However, this time, it's not limited to just a small area.

Instead, there were eyes both near and far, as if billions of eyes were surrounding the entire steel town. The dense gazes were like spider webs, so dense that even a fly couldn't find any gaps.

Let's see where you hide!

The instant the shadowy hidden blade pierced Ron's chest, countless rotting rays enveloped the sewer town with unparalleled force.

The foundation, firmly rooted in the ground, suddenly collapsed, and the countless steel pipes above the sewers creaked under the strain.

The deep green rays were not blocked by these things; they even penetrated the ground, cutting the entire suburb into pieces of rubble that collapsed and sank underground, leaving behind hundreds of millions of traces of decay and erosion.

Even if it's just barely becoming a legend, it's still a legend.

Even Ron at this moment was slightly inferior in terms of destructive power when he went all out.

He refused to believe that this guy wouldn't die!

in the next moment.

Erli, who possessed immense power and mastered powerful divine magic, suddenly froze on his face with a smile.

Ron, who had withstood most of the corrosive rays, stood unharmed, with wisps of divine power circulating around him, blocking the potentially fatal crisis.

His hidden blade was unable to break through that solid barrier.

Let's shut it down, it's pointless!
He dodged and tried to forcefully pull his arm back, but Ron was already prepared and unleashed a sword beam in an instant.

The sword strike came with incredible speed; even with his legendary eyesight, Earlley couldn't see Ron's movements clearly.

Damn!

How did he know my weakness?!

Logically speaking, he should not suffer any harm when he enters an unknown state.

Because his "number" is essentially nothing in this state.

However, there is only one situation in which he can be harmed: when the main body launches an attack and tries to make contact with the outside world, and actively dispels the state of being unknown.

This is why Ron was able to observe him through the divine realm, but only waved his hand to knock away the withered branch scepter when he was about to launch an attack.

be cheated!
This guy is deliberately looking down on me!

The blazing sword light, flashing continuously, pierced through Earl's upper body in an instant.

Its body, now a shadow, was cleaved diagonally in two.

His right brain and right chest slammed to the ground with a thud, splattering thick, bright red blood. The remaining left half of his face was filled with bewilderment and helplessness.

Even after suffering such a severe blow, Earl did not die immediately.

He was gradually becoming transparent under the direct light, as if he was about to enter an unknowable state again.

Want to run!?
Let's talk about the big event!
Ron's gaze sharpened, and he unleashed the combo he had prepared beforehand.

An overloaded dump truck suddenly burst through the void, pulling Earl under the truck and interrupting his spellcasting.

creak-

Bang bang bang bang bang——

A piercing screech of brakes was accompanied by a series of cracking sounds as bones snapped.

The two long, dragging blood trails were beyond description.

Ron hurried after him, only to find a bloody, mangled mass lying motionless under the truck, seemingly devoid of any life force.

Seeing that the panel had not given any prompts, Ron suddenly stopped and just watched from a distance.

Time ticked by, and after a full three minutes, Earl, who was under the car, weakly said:

"Please come here for a moment, please."

"I have a treasure on me. Take it and let me go."

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately rolled his eyes.

How foolish he was to rush over there under such circumstances.

This move has been shown to death in movies and TV series from the past, okay?

"It doesn't matter, even if you die, the treasure will still be mine."

Ron said shamelessly.

"Ahem, ahem, I have a secret, ahem, come here and I can tell you."

"Just come over for a second, please."

Earlley is not one to give up halfway.

As the saying goes, a dying man's words are often the best.

Hearing this, Ron felt helpless and could only agree to his request, moving forward one centimeter.

"How about that, close enough?"

"."

Just then, a limp, decaying ray shot out from under the car, dissipating weakly in the air ten meters away from Ron. "Cough cough...closer, please."

"Come here, come here quickly, I have no strength left."

Earlley continued.

"Junior, he's treating you like a fool."

"If it were me, I would have finished him off with a single ranged spell."

Fiona, who had been keeping a close eye on the outside world, peeked out from behind Ron.

"Come here, come here quickly."

Earl continued to call out weakly.

"Alright, alright, stop yelling."

"I know what you're planning. Are you waiting for me to get closer so you can gather your strength and self-destruct, trying to take me down with you?"

Ron was very familiar with this situation!

After all, with the Pope setting an example, he always maintained a slight degree of vigilance when facing a legendary figure with immense destructive power.

Cyrus VII, you bastard.

Even in death, he continued to teach him.

"."

Earl fell silent beneath the car.

In an instant, terrifying energy fluctuations surged rapidly, causing the surrounding space to distort and tremble noticeably.

He left only four words as his last words:

"I'll fuck you!"

Upon hearing this, Ron's expression froze.

This guy has no sense of public morality. He may feel good about self-destruction, but what if he blows up the sewer system of the City of All Nations? How many people will have to work overtime until the early hours of the morning?

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly swung the scepter in his hand, barely managing to activate the Holy Light Domain that Cyrus VII had activated before.

next moment.

Invisible chains seemed to appear in the void, instantly restricting Erli and suppressing his strength from legendary all the way down to an ordinary person.

boom--

With a crisp roar, Earl's consciousness was plunged into complete darkness.

[You have gained 2000 proficiency points for defeating a legendary "Fallen Wizard"]

[The "Evil-Slaying Expert" title skill is activated, granting you 2 times the proficiency.]

[Proficiency +4000]

[Remaining Proficiency: 7808]

Ron was filled with relief as he watched the notification appear on the refreshed panel.

His efforts to capture these cultists were worthwhile.

However, after glancing at the synchronization rate of the [infinite] gaze, his face fell, feeling as if he had been burdened with an incredibly heavy debt.

[Unlimited: Synchronization rate 16.3%]

Ron calculated that investing all 7,000 points would only bring a 7%-8% improvement.

This is too expensive!

Although this could propel me into legendary status, what should I do afterward?
The rebels are a well-known and powerful organization in the Federation, yet they only contribute less than 20% of the progress.

Is Ron Griffith ultimately destined to walk the evil path of killing innocent professionals for power?
No, no, that won't do!
Ron quickly shook the golden retriever's head, only now realizing that the panel really offered a lot of opportunities.

But most of them are written in the criminal law.

Forget it, we'll deal with that later. A poor person can't be allowed to die from holding their pee, can they?
Ron muttered to himself, then waved his hand and poured all his proficiency into the [Infinite] synchronization rate.

[Unlimited: Synchronization rate 24.1%↑]

[Remaining Proficiency: 8]

When the infinite synchronization rate reached 20%, countless dazzling stars vaguely appeared before Ron's eyes.

The magic that had been stagnant at half-transformed quickly underwent a qualitative change, imprinting strange runes symbolizing its essence onto the body and flesh.

Old cells shed, and new cells are rapidly generated under the influence of strange runes.

His level of life continued to rise.

A beam of light shot into the sky, and the emanating magic turned the sky and clouds golden, almost enveloping the entire capital city.

boom--

A crisp, shattering sound rang out, and Ron's vision returned to reality.

Drop drop-

Just then, the communicator clipped to his waist suddenly rang.

Ron quickly suppressed his aura, not even having time to feel his refreshed body, and hurriedly reached out to check.

The message was sent by Verex and consisted of only two sentences.

The alliance and trade arrangements have been finalized.

[By the way, the manhole covers in the entire City of All Nations were blown off by the holy light, and quite a few passersby fell into the sewers without noticing. Was that your doing?]

What do you mean I did it? I just broke through.

I think you're the person who fell into the sewer!

Ron's lips twitched, and he flashed across a hundred meters back to the ground.

The legend has finally arrived!

-

It was an hour later when they returned to Gear City from the City of All Nations.

During that hour, Ron deeply felt the power of the legendary rank.

Putting everything else aside, the fact that they've compressed a two-day journey into one hour speaks volumes.

Keep in mind that Ron didn't drive back; instead, he used magic to propel himself at full speed.

This rate of consumption is even less than the amount of magic restored with each breath.

No wonder it lasts so long!
With a silent sigh, Ron straightened his robes, fixed his wind-blown hair, and dashed to the top floor of the hotel.

Then, his eyes lit up as he saw Vivian, who had just gotten up in the evening.

Ron quickly ran forward, grabbed the vampire girl's arm, and looked at her calmly.

Suddenly, unable to suppress his smile, he said:
How did you know I became a legend?

what?
Vivian rubbed her eyes in a daze, not quite reacting for a moment.

Before she could ask any more questions, she suddenly saw Ron disappear and flash to Olivia's door.

Ah, I must be dreaming. I think I'm awake now, but I'm probably sleeping soundly in reality.

By the way, I came out to use the restroom. I'm dreaming now. If I go to the restroom, will I pee on the bed?

Thinking of this, Vivian quickly patted her cheeks.

Oh dear, wake up, wake up!

Ron had no idea how the vampire girl felt.

For him, Vivian's surprise was just an appetizer.

And now, he's going to give the president a surprise!
Ron sneaked into the room and smelled the delightful scent of peaches, and saw the steam filling the living room.

Ron turned his head slightly and heard the sound of rushing water. He looked around and found that the sound was coming from the washroom.

The door to the washroom was half-closed, and the faint sound of folk tunes could be heard humming.

!!!

They're taking a shower!
Ron blushed, took off the cat paw bracelet, and threw it outside the door in front of Grandma Fiona's bewildered gaze.

He then stealthily crept into a dead corner of the living room.

Opportunities to have a frank conversation with the president are rare.

Now that he has achieved legendary status and his physical abilities have been greatly improved, Ron is at the height of his career.

Today, he's going to force himself on her!
Even if it's just for a look, the beating that follows would be worth it!

Suppressing his excitement, Ron dropped his clothes with trembling hands and slipped inside completely naked.

"President, I'm coming in!"

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle!?!" (End of Chapter)