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

King Holt of Granville 474th.

Saint Christian.

Vice-Pope Apraun Montgomery.

And finally, the president of the Magic Association, the Dominican Federation?

Suddenly, August Andre's eyes widened. No, he seemed to have missed something... He remembered the scene he saw when he just came out of the secret room. The tree trunk was neatly broken from the middle, and the rockery and walls were neatly broken. Cut neatly.

The whole world seemed to be divided into two levels: upper and lower.

Is that...a rupture in the large dimensional space?

August Andre's eyes suddenly shrank. There was only one copy of this forbidden spell-level magic scroll in the whole world, and it was in the hands of... Holt 474!

Is it that old thing?

Chapter 2 is presented.

Chapter 172 Death of Mallory (3)

Grayandre's body was still wriggling on the ground.

He hurts so much.

There was no part of his body that did not radiate 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 eyes obscured by dust, Grayandre vaguely saw his father's figure. It was as if he saw 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 had happened to his father. He tried hard to raise his arms to get his father's attention, but his physical injuries were too severe. The only reason he was still alive was because of his heroic strength, which was keeping him alive.

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 be used as food for the ancestor, Grayandre 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 Grayandre was 20 years old, Augustus brought this magic scroll as a betrothal gift to propose 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, the president of the Magic Association, the Dominican Federation?

Although he looked down on the upstart with no background, August Andre had to admit that the Dominican Federation was indeed the best in Granville in 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!

In front of the Andre family's mansion...or rather the ruins, Mallory and the magician beside him gasped when they saw the ruins.

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

Even though it was already expected that the situation might be very bad after this place was bombed by forbidden spells several times in a row, the scene was still horrifying. The ancient buildings that were once full of mystery had disappeared, everything was gone, 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 Dominican Federation... Just thought that the guy from the Dominican Federation might have been involved in the attack on the Andre family. It was such a coincidence that his son showed up so soon. Did he want to come and see if the Andre family was completely destroyed?

That would really disappoint them, at least, this old man like me 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 slightly stunned. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a hand piercing through his vest. In the fingers that were bent like tree branches, there was a heart tightly grasped, his heart.

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

His throat moved, 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, shattered hopes, and even despair have tortured August Andre's consciousness. At this moment, he sees everyone as the murderer who attacked the Andre family, let alone a major suspect like Mallory Dominican Federation.

Seeing Mallory's body fall, the faces of the magicians around him changed instantly. Before they came, no one could have imagined that this would be the outcome.

"Andre, what are you doing?"

Someone roared.

Someone tried to contact the President of the Dominican Federation 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.

After a few screams, only a pile of corpses were left on the ground.

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

Chapter 173 I want to sleep with the sleeping queen (please vote)

call!

Granville Palace.

Holt suddenly sat up from the bed.

The strong impact caused by the forbidden spell level magic can be clearly felt even by the palace.

His brows furrowed, he put on a coat and walked outside the house: "What's going on?"

The figures of the palace's chief magician Hercules and the veteran Antonio have quietly appeared beside Holt. As the most important guards around His Majesty the King, these two people will always stay by Holt's side. .

Holt also has absolute trust in these two people, even more than his own son and daughter.

At least, these two people wouldn't plot where he was.

These two people were orphans with excellent qualifications selected from the people when Holt was still just a prince. When they were about to starve to death, they were brought into the palace by Holt. Their way of practice was also different from ordinary people. , the entry speed is very fast, but similarly, the speed of old age is also obviously faster than that of normal people.

Two people, one with experience in the army, wiped out almost all the bandits and bandits in Granville.

One, joined the royal magic guard and became the chief magic officer of the royal family in just three years.

Hearing Holt's words, Hercules frowned and looked into the distance: "It seems to be the movement from the Andre family. I sensed the fluctuation of forbidden spell-level magic."

"Forbidden curse." Holt pondered for a moment.

There's nothing particularly strange about this.

The Andre family often uses some special magic, and big explosions occur from time to time. Holt has become accustomed to it over the years.

To put it bluntly, if there hadn't been several big explosions every year, the Andre family wouldn't have been so sparse, and the family wouldn't have declined so quickly.

"Forget it, now that you're awake, just come with me." Holt thought for a moment and said.

With the demise of the dragon clan, the kingdom's internal political situation became unstable.

Applauen Montgomery is a real ambitious man. His goal is not just to become the Pope. He even wants to become the supreme ruler of the unity of politics and religion.

Many nobles have secretly taken refuge in Apu.