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

Chapter 315 Death of Gray Andre (1)

Seeing Gray Andre's appearance, Ron couldn't help but exhale.

To be honest, Ron never paid attention to the little bit of strength this guy had improved from beginning to end, but Ron had to admit that this kind of immortality's blessing was really disgusting.

Even this damn guy won’t die?

There is a layer of skin covering the entire chest, and the head and neck are drooped between the legs. He can actually stare at himself like a wild dog and say harsh words.

If he hadn't known that this was the Twilight Continent, Ron would have even couldn't help but wonder if he was watching a ghost movie. This look was really too scary.

Not to mention, Gray Andre suffered a very serious injury this time, an absolutely fatal injury. Under this kind of injury, he could not even move normally when the immortal effect was activated.

However, Ron could very clearly see countless raised marks, like tiny maggots, squirming under Gray Andre's skin. Although the speed was slow, some places were really re-supported. It was obvious that The shattered flesh, internal organs and bones inside are slowly growing.

Such a strange scene made Ron frown.

He felt there was some trouble.

"Noisy."

With a snap, the whole head shattered like a rotten watermelon.

Gray Andre, this idiot, was really ill. Ron didn't even know how vicious and cruel methods he had used to torture Dolores in his fantasy, so much so that he could distort this guy's character. to this extent.

"I have investigated you, Irelia, Serafina, Cecilia, they are all women, right? Jiejie, Jiejie, you took away Dolores and hurt Dolores, Even if I can't beat you, I will retaliate against these women, and I will let you taste the feeling of having your beloved woman taken away and hurt."

This time, even his head was gone, and Ron could finally get some peace in his ears... Ron originally thought so, but this kind of peace could not even be maintained for two seconds. That familiar... The sharp, hoarse voice echoed in Ron's ears again:

"The seventh princess Agnes is also your woman, right? The little girl in her arms is your daughter, right?"

"Quack, quack, I can't wait. I really want to see what your expression will be like when these women are ruined by me... I will take revenge on you for all the methods you used on Dolores. of women."

"Jiejiejiejie...I told you, you can't kill me."

Ron's brain was thinking rapidly.

Ron couldn't help but have black lines all over his forehead.

This guy's voice never tired of Ron:

Seeing Ron's appearance, Gray Andre, who was clearly in a very miserable situation, looked particularly excited, with an exaggerated and proud smile on his head turned upside down: "Do you really want to kill me?"

Even real gods can die, let alone just a pawn being watched by a repairman.

However, this guy's voice is really ugly. Where did he learn that Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie laughter?

But Ron didn't believe that there was any absolute immortality in this world.

There must be some kind of flaw in this immortal body, and there must be some kind of power that can kill him.

"Just wait, that day will definitely not be too far away..."

"As long as you can't kill me, I will definitely kill you. I will haunt you forever and kill everything you value..."

"It's a pity that you can't kill me."

"Even if you burn me to ashes and grind me to powder, I can still come back to life."

With a flick of his hand, the Dragon God's Eye hit Gray Andre on the head.

The disgusting voice was even more proud than before.

On Gray Andre's already mutilated body, a gray-black thing actually came out, which was...his soul.

That’s right, soul!

The gray-black thing was squirming above the broken body, gradually taking on the appearance of Gray Andre. The originally handsome face was full of gloom and distortion, and his mouth was grinning almost to the ears, looking at him. Ron, ridiculing wantonly, didn't care about his broken body below.

What's there to care about? It won't take long for this body to return to its original state anyway.

Ron, this stupid thing, doesn't understand what a terrifying power immortality is.

Never die, as long as you can always live, that is your skill. Just after he suffered severe trauma, no one knew what he had gone through, and no one could understand why his strength could improve so quickly in such a short period of time.

In just a few months, he conquered three terrifying secret realms, relying on the effect of this immortal body. No matter how the monsters in the secret realm tore his body into pieces, he could recover as before. It’s nothing more than the length of time.

Of course, the feeling of having your body torn into pieces is not that pleasant.

However, Gray Andre doesn't care, as long as he can become stronger and have enough strength to rescue Delores from Ron's bastard's hands, no matter what kind of pain he endures, Gray Andre All can bear it.

This guy's paranoia has almost entered a demonic state, and no one can wake him up from his own world.

It was in these secret realms that Gray Andre obtained his current weapon. It was in this secret realm that he obtained the magic potion that broke through the legendary level. He even obtained a bottle of solution using a drop of angel heart, combined with a large amount of The magic potion refined from precious medicinal materials made his realm soar rapidly.

He originally thought that with his current strength, he could definitely take control of Ron easily, but it was a pity that Ron, a bastard, had some shitty luck. His strength improved even more than his own, so that he was now in such a miserable state. fate.

But Gray Andre doesn't care.

Anyway, he will not die. The more painful and angry he is, the stronger he will become. He will continue to appear next to Ron, harass him, steal all the women around Ron, and use the most cruel methods to... He used various methods to torture her and let Ron experience the feeling of his lover being snatched away.

He believed that that feeling would definitely push Ron into hell.

Gray Andre's voice really made Ron feel very irritated. Seeing the soul flying above his body, Ron suddenly slapped his head and had a flash of inspiration.

Damn it, why did you forget this?

Gray Andre's physical body can indeed be restored indefinitely.

But, is his soul also immortal?

Looking at Gray Andre's soul, let alone immortality, the strength of his soul cannot even be compared to that of practitioners who are weaker than him. It is shallow and translucent, as if it may escape at any time.

At this moment, Ron felt blessed.

He had a speculation in his mind, and he probably knew where Gray Andre's immortal body came from.

It seems that Gray Andre's physical body is immortal and can gradually recover no matter what kind of damage he suffers. However, this immortality comes at a price, and the price is his soul.

He recovers the physical injuries by consuming his soul and maintains the illusion of immortality. Because of this, his soul will be thinner than that of weaker practitioners. That is because he has used the so-called immortality weapon many times. sequelae caused by the body.

Once his soul is completely destroyed, the myth of the immortal body will also be completely shattered.

Ron smiled.

That smile made Gray Andre a little confused. He didn't understand why this stupid man could still smile at this time.

Could it be that he didn't understand what kind of enemy he was facing and how powerful his gift of immortality was?

"why are you laughing?"

Gray Andre's soul asked.

"I'm laughing at you. You're going to die. You don't even have the slightest bit of self-awareness." Ron exhaled and said slowly.

"Huh?" Gray Andre asked sharply as if he had heard some incredible joke: "What on earth are you talking about? I am immortal..."

"what……"

Ron did not answer Gray Andre's question, but let out a sharp neigh.

The dead wail.

Speaking of which, this move really hasn't been used for some time.

Nowadays, as Ron's strength becomes stronger and stronger, this move that directly targets the soul becomes stronger and stronger.

As the sound waves spread out, the soul in front of him was like a drop of ink dropped into a pond, rapidly swaying with circles of ripples.

Gray Andre's soul was too weak and had no ability to resist the wails of the undead. It was instantly shattered by the impact and could no longer be reunited.

In mid-air, only countless fine, dust-like gray-black substances could be seen.

A gust of wind blew by, and these soul particles also dissipated with the wind.

(End of this chapter)