Chapter 172 Mallory's Death (3)

Grayandre's body was still wriggling on the ground.

He is in so much pain.

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 draining away from his body, and the feeling of being so close to death made Grey Andre shudder.

"dad……"

With eyes obscured by dust, he vaguely saw his father's figure. Grayandre 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 any of his requests, was extremely indifferent at this moment. He just glanced at him briefly and then looked away, as if he didn't even see his son struggling on the ground.

That look made Gray Andre feel extremely unfamiliar.

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, and he was also missing an arm, a leg, and even his life force. In the eyes of August Andre, such a being had completely turned into a waste, with no value other than being food for the ancestor.

If Grayandre knew that Ron was the one who made him what he is now, would he regret everything he had done? Glancing at Grayandre coldly again, Augustus frowned 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, the ancestor has already eaten this month.

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

Soft white light surrounded Gray Andre's body.

hymn.

The wounds on Grayandre's body began to heal gradually, the blood flowed back, and the life force that had been gradually weakening and even on the verge of disappearing was returning little by little.

After dropping a magic scroll of hymn, August Andre fell into deep thought.

Ron's previous guess was incredibly accurate. Space magic was indeed only inherited by the Andre family in the Dusk Continent.

However, the descendants of the family were either physically deformed or mentally disabled. During its long history, the Andre family was on the verge of extinction several times. If it were not for the desperate efforts of the ancestors, some descendants with normal physical and intellectual abilities were finally born. I am afraid that the Andre family would have disappeared in the long river of history long ago.

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

However, quite a few props with space magic effects have been passed down.

The rupture of the large dimensional space is one of them.

However, many years ago, when Grayandre was twenty years old, Augustus brought 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 bloodline of saints must not be tarnished.

They had been carrying on the bloodline inheritance within the family, but unfortunately, by Grayandre's generation, he had no sisters, and even the women of the previous generation had basically died due to excessive childbearing.

Grayandre was completely unable to find a spouse within his own family, so Augustus had to look outside the family to Dolores, who was of royal blood and barely worthy of the lineage of a saint.

In Augustus's opinion, it was a great honor for the Holt royal family and Dolores to be able to marry the descendant of a saint and into the Andre family. They should be grateful.

But what Augustus didn't expect was that the bastard Holt 474th flatly refused the marriage, using the excuse that Dolores was still young.

Little? Dolores was already 18 years old that year.

In a world where people are generally married and have children at the age of 16, you say 18 is too young? You are being rude.

It was really too rude. The Andre family was interested in Dolores, which was an honor for your royal family. How dare you refuse? What August Andre could not accept the most was that the old bastard Holt refused the marriage proposal, and then did not return the betrothal gift and left the magic scroll behind. If it was not for maintaining the dignity of the ancient family, August Andre would have turned against Holt 474th on the spot.

And that magic scroll also became the only large-dimensional space rupture in the entire Dusk Continent.

A crack appeared at the corner of August Andre's mouth, and his expression could almost be described as cannibalistic: Okay, okay...Holt the 474th generation, you damn old bastard, how dare you be so cruel to the Andre family?

Good…good…good!

This matter is not over yet.

I will let you understand what the heritage of an ancient family is.

Extreme hatred made August Andre's face hideous. His mind was almost completely filled with hatred. At this moment, he didn't even have the ability to think normally. He didn't even consider why Holt 474 did this.

Augustus only knows that the only large-dimensional space rupture is in your hands, Holt. The Andre family mansion was attacked by the large-dimensional space rupture. Who else could be the murderer if not you?

No, it shouldn't just be that guy Holt.

In addition to a copy of the Great Dimensional Space Rupture, there are also three forbidden spells: Ragnarok, Roar of the Water Dragon, and Wrath of Thundergod... Where did Holt get so many forbidden spells? Could it be that the old man has other helpers?

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

Just then, a slight noise came into my ears again.

August Andre looked up suddenly. The sound came from the front door... although the front door no longer existed.

After brushing off the dust on his body, August Andre floated forward.

Hiss! In front of the Andre family's mansion...or the ruins, Mallory and the magician beside him gasped at the sight of the ruins.

Oh my god, what happened to this place? Although I had expected that the situation would be very bad after being bombed by forbidden spells several times in a row, the scene was still horrifying. The ancient and mysterious buildings were gone. Everything disappeared. The ground seemed to have turned into a desert, covered with fine ashes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The two huge deep pits in the middle are even more terrifying.

Mallory also began to doubt his own speculation. In this case, could anyone really survive? At this moment, a figure appeared from the moonlight. It was August Andre... His face was extremely cold, and his scarlet and cold eyes swept across a group of figures.

Mallory Dominic... Just when I thought that Dominic might have participated in the attack on the Andre family, his son showed up so soon, what a coincidence. Did he want to come and see if the Andre family was completely destroyed? That would really disappoint them. At least, this old man is still alive.

Under various stimulations, Augustus, who was extremely cruel and crazy, had nothing but murderous intent in his chest.

Mallory exhaled heavily and took a step forward: "Oh, Uncle Andre... I am deeply sorry that the Andre family has suffered such an attack..."

Mallory tried to narrow the distance between the two sides first, then told Augustus Andre Roger's identity, and finally joined forces with Augustus to hunt down Roger.

However, before Mallory could finish his sentence, Augustus in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Mallory was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a hand passing through his vest. In the fingers that were bent like tree branches, there was a heart tightly grasped, his heart.

Mallory opened his mouth and tried 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 shattered.

Everything went dark before Mallory's eyes, and his consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

Just died like that, in a way that could be called a joke!

In the last moment before his consciousness faded, Mallory was still filled with doubts. He didn't understand why he attacked him when he was clearly prepared to help.

Unfortunately, Mallory's doubts could no longer be answered.

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 Dominic.

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 angrily.

Someone tried to contact President Dominic using message magic.

Someone tried to escape.

However, although these magicians were of some standard, their meager strength was 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 smelly blood.

His bloodshot eyes looked towards the direction of the palace.

Holt 474th… Next, it’s you! 　Chapter 3 is here, and there will be more later 　　 　 (end of this chapter)