This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 77

Leonard took the stiff Coster into his arms, resting his muddy head on his lap.

"I've been thinking since I was a child, how can people like you and me who are both cold-blooded and not afraid of death can taste the taste of pain. Finally, one day, when you let the elder sister execute her with your own hands. When I was loving horses, I thought of the ******* Nader and said with a smile: "Sir Father, I found that your greatest wish in your life is to continue the Farrell family, so..."

"So, you're going to destroy the Farrell house? "

Coster put away the almost harmless disguise before, and turned to coldly: "Then you are wrong, all families will be destroyed one day, I will feel that I can't continue the family." Sad, but definitely not..."

"Look, aren't you wrong again? "Leonard patted his face playfully.

"How can I destroy such a good toy?" Not only do I want to keep the Farrell family going, but I want to keep it going in the strongest possible way, and the Farrell family will be Falan's Royal Family! If there is even a chance, I will make it the strongest dynasty on this land! "

Coster coldly snorted. "And then I'm going to die before the family reaches the summit, without being able to see it with my own eyes?" I admit it makes me miserable, but you are my son after all! My blood is dripping, even if I can't see that day, I still..."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. Leonard stretched out a finger and shook it with a smile.

"It will never be your bloodline who will inherit all of this. I will not have a child in my life, except me you All the children are going to die, including my stupid elder sister. "

Leonard gestured with great interest. "Not only that, but I also want to erase all traces of the Farrell family. The ancestors' deeds have been burned by me. Change, the family emblem will also be changed, um... just change it from a thorn bearer to a thorn slayer. "

"I'll spend several decades killing everyone with the Farrell bloodline and destroying all the Farrell books."

I'll get the name Farrell to the top, but bloodline, coat of arms, honor, motto, everything else will become something else.

All the things you want to guard will not stay, and in the end even a person who remembers the Farrell family will not have, except for this name, all the traces of the Farrell family will be remembered by me little by little Erase..."

"Crazy... lunatic... you lunatic! "Koster finally lost his peace, roaring fiercely, cursing his son, but the panic and fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

In the curse of his father's fear, Renner De slowly opened his arms and looked at the thousands of corpses in the valley wearing the family crest of the thorns. He breathed the air with a strong bloody smell all around, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Not bad! I'm not an unreasonable lunatic, I just found meaning in life at a very young age. Since that day, the only meaning of my life is to make you feel pain. "

He smiled and said: "I will keep your memory, make you an elemental creature with infinite lifespan, and make you a stone sculpture in front of the iron thorn city gate, watching the Farrell house helplessly. I walked up to the Peak, watched every trace of it wiped off by me, and watched... oh? Died so soon? "

The man in Leonard's arms glared at him with wide eyes, but those once majestic eyes had lost their lustre, and a hand pierced his heart, that was Coster. His own hands.

Leonard stood up happily, kicked away the middle-aged man's body, and snapped his fingers in satisfaction.

"It's your turn. . "

The black robed man who had been standing silently behind him stepped forward and chanted some kind of sinister incantation. After a while, Coster's body shook,

A ghost covered in mud floated out of it.

Looking at the shocked ghost, Leonard grinned happily, revealing sharp teeth.

"Sir Father, do you think you can avoid becoming an elemental creature by cutting yourself off? In fact, I lied to you, I can't find a great alchemist who can be an elemental creature, but there is really a petitioner who can revive ghosts. "

He happily took out a strangely-shaped puppet from his arms, raised his hand to take Coster's ghost in, and put his lips together and said softly:

"I will use the strongest stone to carve a statue for you. As for the shape..."

Leonard turned Coster's body over with his toes, studied it carefully, and then He rubbed off the mud from the soles of his shoes in disgust.

"Forget it, you are so ugly now, you better carve like me, your face should disappear in everyone's memory. Okay. "

"Leonard!" Leonard! "

The ghost covered in mud stuck its head out of the puppet, and roared with face looks sinister: "It's useless! No matter how much you do, it can't change the truth! I am your father, and you have my blood in your body! The Farrell family will never die! You will be the most gorgeous imprint of the Farrell family in this world! You are my continuation! You will never..."

Leonard laughed without speaking, took a beautiful wooden box from the black robed man behind him, and cautiously put the "treasure" in his hand.

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Then, he snapped the soft white light cover on, the curse and roars of malice were disappeared, the Saintess statue embossed on the cover slowly lit up, and a heart-piercing voice came from the wooden box. Screaming.

Leonard moved the wooden box to his ear and listened to the sound inside the box with a look of incomparable enjoyment on his face.

The black robed man behind him lifts the head glanced, and found that the Saintess relief on the lid of the box looked familiar, and looked closely like Miss Jessica.

It's just that compared with the always cold-eyed lady, Those embossed brows looked much softer and more mature, like Miss Jessica in her thirties.

The black robed man waited patiently, but Leonard remained He was fascinated by the screams in the box, even with tears in his eyes, as if he was enjoying a touching opera. He had no intention of talking to him at all.

He couldn't help it. He reminded aloud: "Lord Leonard, how long does it take to prepare the materials you promised? "

Leonard seemed to wake up from a beautiful dream, frowning and wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Hey!" You really don't know the atmosphere. I'm enjoying the beauty of revenge here. You interrupt me so rudely, aren't you afraid that I will kill you? "

The black robed man raised his head, and a smile appeared on his bloodless face under the hood.

"Of course not, you still need me to provide this ghost Death Power, in order to maintain its existence under the burning of holy light. As long as this ghost is not dead, then I am safe, and you even sent someone to protect me. "

Leonard pouted angrily. "Tsk, smart people are hard to deal with." I promise you that the materials will not be less, but you have to change this broken box, the sound is too low now. "

He cherished the "broken box" and said angrily, "If I don't bring it to my ear, I won't be able to hear the swearing in it. The past few days I still think about it." Listen to it fall asleep, do you want me to sleep with this broken box? "

black robed man spread his hands helplessly.

"Lord Leonard, this ghost is going to be sealed inside the statue, in case you are used to listening to him Curse to fall asleep, what should you do if you suddenly can't sleep after he is sealed inside the statue? is it possible that you have to hold the statue..."

"Eh~ then forget it. Leonard shook the head regretfully: "Even if it's his own statue, it's still disgusting to sleep with a man in your arms. You should take it for me." ”

He threw the box in his arms to the black robed man like a garbage, Leonard strode towards the fleet of cars in the distance, a smiling old man and a beautiful girl were waiting

"Let's go, let's go and thank the people of Fortune Church. Without them, it would have taken a lot of effort to kill all the direct descendants of the Farrell family. "