Chapter 313 Gray Andre's Delusion (4)

The size of the three-headed dog of hell is much larger than before.

The fur is darker and more angular, and the six huge eyes look more ferocious and cruel.

The strength of the Cerberus is closely related to Ron. Ron can summon a Cerberus of the same level as he is at.

In other words, the strength of the vicious dog beside Ron is also at the peak of the heroic level, slightly inferior to those bone dragons. Letting the Hellhound to deal with those legendary masters may be slightly insufficient, so Ron simply treats the Hellhound as a lackey following him.

On the other side, Gray Andre's body had just recovered.

Although he also received the attention of the repairman and obtained some gifts, it was obvious that the repairman paid much more attention to Apu than Gray Andre. This descendant of the saint, apart from improving his strength and obtaining a half-baked immortal body, did not seem to have received any other gifts.

However, the effect of this so-called immortal body is far inferior to that of Ostara's heart and is completely not on the same level.

Although that gift could heal Grayandre's injuries, the speed was slow.

Moreover, once he suffered fatal injuries, Grayandre was unable to move freely while recovering from his injuries, and almost became a fixed target.

And Grey Andre was very unlucky. When the conflict between the two sides just started, this guy rushed to the front. With Ron's current combat power, he no longer took Grey Andre seriously, and he just crushed his head.

So that his entire body stood in the middle of the battlefield.

Then came the bad hours.

Being in the center of the battle, whether it was the attacks of those legendary masters or Ron's counterattack, it would inevitably affect Greyandre. Even the aftermath of the magic shock could tear open wounds on Greyandre's body.

In just a few hours, Grayandre's head was smashed twice, his heart was smashed three times, his arms were blown off six times, and his legs were broken eight times...

He wanted to go into the battlefield and pierce Ron's chest with his spear, but he could do nothing but stay here and wait for his injuries to slowly heal.

This was absolutely unbearable torture for Gray Andre.

However, this torment only ended here. Now that his injuries have finally recovered completely, he can return to the battlefield in the strongest condition. This time, he will definitely not give Ron any chance.

But just when Gray Andre raised his eyes, he suddenly realized that the situation on the battlefield had completely changed. Why were the allies fighting the bone dragons? Where did so many bone dragons come from? A question mark appeared in Gray Andre's head.

At this moment, Gray Andre suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye: a huge, ferocious dog head with a bloody mouth opened and pounced towards him.

As a legendary master, although he had just entered this realm not long ago and his star level was not high, and he had not yet adapted to his sudden powerful strength, his fighting instinct was still there. His face changed and his body dodged to the side.

The ferocious fangs almost brushed against Grayandre's shoulder as they whizzed past. He could even smell the stench coming out of the demon dog's mouth.

Damn it, he has no moral principles and actually launched a sneak attack.

Grayandre cursed in his heart, but fortunately the young man reacted quickly, and although his body had just recovered, he still managed to dodge it by a hair's breadth.

I felt a little proud in my heart, but at this moment, a piercing pain suddenly came.

The next moment, half of Grayandre's face was completely twisted together, and an extremely sharp scream came out of his pale mouth. One of his arms and half of his shoulder were forcibly torn off from his body in an instant.

It was at this moment that Grayandre finally saw clearly the monster that attacked him.

This dog actually has three heads? Damn, where did this monster come from?

Isn’t Ron their enemy? Why are there so many inexplicable things?

Seeing the third dog head opening its mouth and appearing in front of him, Grayandre gritted his teeth, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and suddenly stepped back, enduring the excruciating pain of his shoulders and arms being torn off alive.

He originally thought that this dog head would try to tear a piece of fresh flesh from his body like the previous two, so he just needed to dodge it. However, he never expected that a dark lightning would spurt out directly from the dog's mouth. With a click, the lightning struck Grayandre's head straight.

In an instant, dense electric arcs covered Gray Andre's body. A large area of ​​his hair, scalp, and even skull were blown off. The charred marks brought out a strange smell like barbecue.

Gray Andre's body was shaking violently, and he didn't know whether it was due to the lightning or anger.

What kind of person is this dog's owner? How could he raise such a shameless dog?

Damn, even a dog can cheat, how can we live?

At this moment, the hellhound held Greyandre's arm and ran to Ron excitedly. The three furry heads kept rubbing against Ron, as if asking for praise from the owner. Ron also smiled slightly and patted the hellhound's big furry head.

This was clearly a ferocious monster guarding the gate to hell, but at this moment its performance was not much better than that of a husky. Under Ron's palm, such a huge monster actually squinted its eyes comfortably. Immediately, the three dog heads began to tear Greyandre's arm desperately. With their mouths full of sharp teeth, they easily cut it into three sections and then chewed it in big mouthfuls.

That sound, to Grayandre's ears, was extremely harsh.

That's his hand, his hand.

Now it has been eaten by a dog. What a shame!

However, when Gray Andre saw Ron next to the hellhound, he suddenly realized that it was him, so it was not surprising.

It is normal that Ron, such a shameless bastard, could cultivate such a treacherous and shameless hellhound.

This damn thing again! It's him again! Seeing Ron again, Gray Andre's body trembled even more violently, and unprecedented resentment kept rolling in his chest, so that his eyes seemed to be jumping with red flames.

"Ron, do you really want to disturb the quiet life of Dolores and I?" Staring at Ron with his bright red eyes, Gray Andre let out a hoarse roar from his throat: "Dolores is mine, I will protect my wife, I will never let you hurt her, never."

Ron looked at Gray Andre in surprise. My goodness, several months have passed, and it seems that Gray's delusion has not only not improved, but has even become more serious?

Could it be that the Andre family has completely given up on treatment?

This is a disease and it needs to be treated. You must not be afraid to see a doctor.

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

For a moment, Ron looked at Grey Andre with a bit more pity in his eyes, and this look obviously angered Grey Andre. He roared like a madman, twitching all over: "Damn it, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Are you pitying me? No, I don't need your pity. Dolores and I have a very happy life. We don't need your pity..."

"Although you snatched Dolores away at my wedding banquet, her heart will always belong to me. Dolores told me how you tortured her when we were together."

"I will never allow this to happen again. Dolores will be protected by me."

Grayandre roared and his words were incoherent.

He put himself in the position of the victim.

The wife in his delusion is an image of being bullied, oppressed, tortured and in pain. He must save his wife, and it is this delusion that supports Gray Andre and allows him to survive in extreme pain and despair.

Similarly, it is this delusion that gives Grayandre great power.

Grayandre's roar became sharper and crazier, and the words coming out of his mouth became more and more unacceptable.

"You raped Dolores on our wedding day."

"I will kill you. I will definitely kill you..."

Along with the crazy voice, the aura of Grayandre became stronger and stronger.

It was as if he was thinking of some unbearable scene. His face was completely distorted, and he looked as horrible and ugly as a ghost.

His eyes widened wildly, revealing the most insane ferocity. The magic fluctuations became stronger and stronger, and suddenly, it broke through the legendary four-star level, becoming much stronger than before.

Ron's face turned a little surprised. What was going on? "Damn bastard, you dared to press Princess Dolores on the windowsill..."

"You damn bastard, you actually want Her Royal Highness the Princess to wear princess clothes and serve you..."

“Ahhhhhh…you actually want Her Highness the Princess to use it…”

Various scenes kept appearing in Grayandre's mind, each one worse than the last, and each one more difficult for Grayandre to accept.

The more uncomfortable the scene is, the stronger the magical fluctuations emanating from Grayandre will become.

In just a short moment, Grayandre's aura had already broken through the legendary five-star level.

"Damn it, you didn't even let go of the back..."

Chapter 4 is here.

(End of this chapter)