As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 172 Death of Mallory (3)

Gray Andre's body was still squirming on the ground.

He hurts so much.

Everywhere in his body was exuding the pain that made him despair. He could feel that his consciousness was blurring and his body was becoming numb.

Life was constantly passing away from the body, and the feeling of being infinitely close to death made Gray Andre's hair stand on end.

"dad……"

With his eyes covered by dust, he vaguely saw his father's figure. Gray Andre seemed to see hope. He struggled and squirmed, and a humble voice came out of his lips, praying for his father's help.

He wants to live, he doesn't want to die.

He has not yet married Dolores.

But his father, who usually doted on him extremely and would try his best to satisfy him no matter what the request was, was extremely indifferent at this moment. He just glanced at himself briefly and then looked away, as if he hadn't seen this at all. Son struggling on the ground.

That look made Gray Andre extremely strange.

He didn't understand what happened to his father. He tried hard to raise his arms and call his father's attention, but the injuries on his body were too serious. He was still alive purely because of the heroic strength that was giving him With a sigh of relief.

Gray Andre didn't notice at all that one of his eyes had been destroyed. He was also missing an arm, a leg, and even his lifeblood. Such an existence was completely lost in August Andre's eyes. It became a waste, worthless except for serving as food for the ancestors.

If Gray Andre knew that it was Ron who made him what he is now, would he regret everything he had done?

Glancing at Gray Andre indifferently again, August's brows furrowed tightly. After a long time, he finally snorted and took out a magic scroll from the storage ring.

It's not because Gray Andre is his son, this identity is meaningless... but because the ancestor has already eaten this month.

Even if he is to serve as food for the ancestor, Gray Andre must be kept alive.

Soft white light surrounded Gray Andre's body.

hymn.

The wounds on Gray Andre's body gradually began to heal, the blood flowed backwards, and the breath of life that had been gradually weakening and even on the verge of dissipation was returning little by little.

After leaving behind a magical scroll of hymn, August Andre fell into deep thought.

Ron's previous guess was accurate. Space-based magic is indeed inherited only by the Andre family in the Twilight Continent.

However, the descendants of the family are either physically deformed or mentally disabled. In the long history, the Andre family has been on the verge of extinction several times. If it were not for the hard work of the ancestors, some descendants with normal bodies and intelligence were finally born. I am afraid that the Andre family would have been long gone. will perish in the long river of history.

However, although the family has been passed down to this day, many secret and powerful powers have been gradually lost, including the magic of the space system.

However, a lot of props with added space magic effects have been passed down.

The large-dimensional space rupture is one of them.

However, many years ago, when Gray Andre was twenty years old, Augustus took this magic scroll as a betrothal gift and proposed to Holt 474, hoping to marry Princess Dolores. .

The Andre family attaches great importance to inheritance, and the blood of sages cannot be tarnished.

What they have always carried out is blood inheritance within the family. Unfortunately, when it comes to Gray Andre's generation, he does not have any sisters. Even the women of the previous generation basically died due to excessive fertility.

Gray Andre was completely unable to find a spouse within the family, so August had to look outside the family. Dolores, whose bloodline was from the royal family, was barely worthy of the bloodline of a saint.

In August's view, allowing Dolores to marry a descendant of a saint and marry into the Andre family is already a great honor for the Holt royal family and Dolores, and they should be grateful.

But what August didn't expect was that Holt, that bastard, refused the marriage outright, using the excuse that Dolores was still young.

Small?

Dolores was already eighteen years old that year.

In a world where people generally start getting married and having children at the age of sixteen, are you calling me young at eighteen?

Don't know how to promote.

You really don’t know how to praise me. The Andre family can like Dolores. That is the glory of your royal family. How dare you refuse?

What was most unacceptable to August Andre was that the old bastard Holt refused the marriage, and then refused to return the bride price and left the magic scroll behind. If it weren't for the sake of maintaining the dignity of the ancient family, August Andre would have turned against Holt 474 on the spot.

And that magic scroll also became a unique large-dimensional space rupture in the entire Twilight Continent.

There was a crack at the corner of August Andre's mouth, and his expression could almost be described as cannibalistic: Okay, okay...Holt 474, you damn old bastard, how dare you confront An Is the Andre family so cruel?

Good...good...good!

This matter is not over yet.

I will let you understand what the heritage of an ancient family is. The extreme hatred made August Andre's face ferocious. His mind was almost completely filled with hatred. At this moment, he no longer even had the ability to think normally. He did not consider the four Holts at all. Why would one hundred and seventy-fourth generation do this?

August only knows that the only large-dimensional space rupture is in the hands of Holt. The Andre family's mansion was attacked by a large-dimensional space rupture. Who is the murderer if it's not you?

No, it's not just Holt.

In addition to a large dimensional space fracture, there are also three forbidden spells: Twilight of the Gods, Roar of the Water Dragon, and Wrath of the Thunder God... Where did Holt get so many forbidden spells and magic scrolls? Is it possible that that old guy has other helpers?

For example, Dominic, the president of the Magic Association?

Although he looked down on the upstart with no background, August Andre had to admit that Dominic was indeed the best in Granville in terms of making magic scrolls.

At this moment, a slight movement penetrated his ears again.

August Andre looked up suddenly, and the voice came from the front door... although the front door no longer existed.

After patting the dust on his body, August Andre's figure floated forward.

hiss!

Looking at the ruins of the Andre family's mansion...or rather the ruins, Mallory and the magicians around him took a deep breath.

God, what the hell is going on in this place?

Although I have long thought that this place has been bombarded by forbidden spells several times, the situation may be very bad, but the scene is still creepy. The once ancient and mysterious buildings have disappeared, and everything is completely gone. It disappeared, and the ground seemed to have turned into a desert, covered with fine ashes.

The two huge deep pits in the middle are even more nerve-wracking.

Mallory also began to doubt his own speculation. In this case, could anyone really survive?

At this moment, a figure appeared from under the moonlight, it was August Andre... His face was extremely cold, and his scarlet and cold eyes swept across the group of figures.

Mallory Dominic... I just thought that Dominic might have been involved in the attack on the Andre family. It was such a coincidence that his son showed up so quickly. He wanted to come over and see Andre. Was the family completely destroyed?

That would really disappoint them. At least, this old guy like him is still alive.

Under various stimulations, the extremely violent and crazy Augustus had nothing but murderous intent in his chest.

Mallory breathed out heavily and took a step forward: "Oh, Uncle Andre... I'm deeply sorry that the Andre family suffered such an attack..."

Mallory tried to close the distance between the two parties first, and then informed Augustus of Andre Roger's identity, and finally joined forces with Augustus to hunt down Roger.

However, before Mallory could finish his sentence, the August body in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Mallory was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his chest in the next moment. He looked down and saw a hand pierced through his vest. In the fingers that were curved like tree branches, he was holding a hand tightly. Heart, his heart.

Mallory's mouth opened. He wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

His throat squirmed, but he could only spit out streams of blood.

At this moment, August Andre's fingers suddenly clenched, and with a snap, Mallory's heart broke.

His vision went dark, and Mallory's consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

Just die like this, in a way that can be called child's play!

In the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, Mallory was still filled with doubts. He didn't understand why he would take action against him when he was obviously coming to help.

Unfortunately, it is no longer possible to get answers to the doubts in Mallory's heart.

Extreme hatred, disillusionment of hope, and even despair have tortured August Andre's consciousness to the point of being riddled with holes. At this moment, he sees everyone as the murderer who attacked the Andre family, and even more so. Let alone a major suspect like Mallory Dominic.

Seeing Mallory's body fall, the expressions of the magicians around him suddenly changed. No one could have imagined that it would end like this before they came.

"Andre, what are you doing?"

Someone roared.

Someone tried to contact President Dominic using message magic.

Someone tried to get away.

However, although these magicians are still quite good, their meager strength is not enough in front of August Andre.

Following several screams, only a body was left on the ground.

The smell of blood seemed to stimulate a certain violent nerve in August Andre's body. His tongue kept licking his lips, licking the smelly blood.

His bloodshot eyes looked in the direction of the palace.

Holt 474... The next one is you!

　Chapter 3 is here, there will be more later

　　

　

(End of this chapter)