v4 Chapter 95： I want to become a devil

"Master Armand..." Xie Lin slowly said, "Please stop bluffing. If you want to seize Draco and achieve your goal of resurrection, you don't need to wait until this moment. Ke's mental power and soul strength can never stop your soul from corroding."

"Huh?" Almand raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you suddenly think so?" He raised his head seriously and looked at Schelling, but at the same time he didn't stop urging the power of the ring, even though it was surrounding him. The black energy is getting stronger and stronger, almost like a black misty demon whistling around, but the careful Schelling noticed that the ensuing sense of oppression has not really improved, in fact it just looks scary.

"Many years ago, when I was 6 years old, I read the family collections and documents and learned about the history of the Malfoy family, which made me a lot of doubts—"

"The Malfoy family is inherited from France. Since landing in Great Britain in 1066, the ancestor Armand I has been William the Conqueror's closest and most trusted state adviser (equivalent to the modern government's think tank), harvesting countless land, servants and Wealth, logically speaking, the prosperity of the family and the spread of branches and leaves are not a problem (for comparison, William has 11 heirs), but why I look around the family history and find that the Malfoy family has been passed down for centuries?"

"Then, as far as I know, the bloodline of the Malfoy family hides mysterious bloodline talents like'Snake Whisperer' and'Prophet', and I started the Malfoy Secret Curse by chance. I was very surprised to find that there are many powerful spiritual black magics that are not known to outsiders, and they are no more powerful than the three most feared unforgivable curses of modern wizards..."

"It stands to reason that if the Malfoy family had such a strong heritage, it would be impossible to be like this today...Even if every generation of descendants has not been able to produce a legendary figure at the level of a great magister, at least it will not be reduced to what it is today. Whether it is Dumbledore who is pro-Muggle, or Voldemort who supports pure blood, there is only one party who bows his head and obeys... After Voldemort fell, the Ministry of Magic even dared to send someone to the door to search for dark magic items... …"

Almand’s eyes showed a hint of appreciation, "So, have you found the answer?"

"I used to think it was because the intermarriage relationship with outsiders dilutes the blood, causing the loss of blood power, causing Malfoy's descendants to rely more and more on conspiracy and tricks, pay attention to politics and business, and thus waste the inheritance of magic." Xie Lin slowly Said.

"Now?" Schelling's eyes were shining. He looked at Almand's eyes and found that the pupils of the other party had turned completely crimson, like a demon from hell, gloomy and terrifying, "I finally I know the real reason—"

"It's you-Lord Almand II." Seeing Almand's weird smile, Schelling became more convinced of his guess, he said coldly: "The inheritance of the Malfoy family is lost, and the Malfoy family is thin. --it's all because of you!"

"There are records in the family history. Since the third generation descendant of the Malfoy family-Almander II Malfoy, there has never been a precedent for awakening bloodline power in the family..."

"Similarly, there are also records in family history. You once used the bloodline power called'Magic Eyes' to communicate with magic to create exclusive magical meanings and create brilliance for the family! But a legend like you, obviously deserves the influence of future generations. Admire and worship, but the family records are unclear, only a few words are recorded..."

"If I didn't guess wrong--" Schelling's voice suddenly turned cold, "In order to further stimulate the power in the bloodline, or to further enhance the strength of the soul, you slaughtered the whole family of the Malfoy family! "

Almand couldn't help appreciating this anymore, his expression was serious and clapped vigorously, and the loud clapping applause echoed strangely in Draco's bedroom.

"You can infer so many things based on such a little clue. Your wisdom is really worthy of appreciation. In that case, I still underestimate you. Although your character is not decisive enough, you may indeed be Bring the Malfoy family to glory, you have this ability..." Almand nodded to himself, as if talking to himself.

"You're right..." Almand raised his head and looked at Schelling. "When I was the first magical riot in my life, it inspired the talents in my blood. The family at that time included me. The descendants of 11 bloodlines, but I am the only one who can inspire the bloodline talent. The family has high hopes for me...gives me a lot of resources, and the family secret spell..."

"I live up to the family's expectations. When I was 14 years old, I was able to take all the family secret spells into my hands, and even improve and optimize them... Under the arrangement of the family, I didn't even need to enter Hogwarts. , Has already shown his strength-Black's little white face was once taught severely by me; the boy Gunter, relying on his Slytherin bloodline, knew how to say a few reptiles, and dared to yell at me, and was also I can't find North..."

"I am fighting for the family, plundering wealth, guarding the glory... The family is getting stronger day by day, and finally one day... I'm bored..."

"I believe that if it were you, you would definitely understand how boring days were when I did exactly the same thing every day." Almand said with scorching eyes: "Such days were defeated when I was 20 years old. After the most powerful Patriarch of the Gunter family at that time, it became even more boring... I can no longer find a rival that can match me, I can no longer find a challenge that can make me feel excited, and I can never find anymore. When it comes to the value of my life, I am at a loss at this time. Why am I alive?"

"Just for the **** family? For the worldly power? Or for the inexhaustible wealth?" Almand asked, and then he shook his head gently. In other words, they are all illusory. Once I die, I can't take these with me..."

"At this moment, I have an epiphany--" Almand whispered: "We wizards can be born into this world, can sit on Muggles, beasts, and other creatures that do not possess the power. This world gives us our existence. The meaning of the world, and what we should pursue is definitely not wealth and power, but the truth of the world! It is the essence of magic! It is the peak of power! It is the eternity of time! It is the immortal soul!"

"I want to pursue more powerful power, I want to get an immortal life -" Almand smiled wryly, "So I made a Horcrux. In this matter, although the old man and the family are strongly opposed, but In the end, they all couldn't resist my persistence and made a concession. They asked me to make a Horcrux. They just forced me to take an oath and never let anyone know about the Horcrux. What they didn't think about was-- "

"After making the Horcrux, the feeling of being torn apart came from my soul, that taste—" He licked his lips, "Although painful, the feeling of being full of power really fascinated me..."

"So I was no longer satisfied with the existing magic system, but tried to pursue more powerful power..." His voice began to tremble, "I secretly built a secret room in the manor and started to catch Muggles. Experimenting... When Muggles could no longer meet my needs, I started to secretly arrest the servants in the house... and then the concubine... and finally—"

"When I was 30 years old, in an accident, my secret room was discovered by my closest sister Agatha... She is such a lovely and charming girl. Everyone in the whole family regards me as a highly respected girl. The strong only she really understands my loneliness...but..."For the first time since Schelling entered the bedroom, Almand’s cold face revealed a humane expression. "But...why... it's just her..."

"In order to prevent all my efforts from being burned, I missed and killed her... and killed her..." Almand's face gradually turned cold, and Schelling could even detect the tyranny in his eyes. Brewing, "The feeling of killing a loved one with my own hands... It hurts... It's really painful... But because of this, my strength has grown wildly, even more than ever before... I finally understand The secret of soul magic..."

"The power of magic comes from blood, but the strength of power depends on the soul and emotions. The most powerful emotion in the world is nothing but love and hate..." Almand said: "Since Agatha is dead... Then the only meaning for me to live is strength, and I want to pursue the peak of strength! The family is no longer my fetters, but the shackles that bind me..."

"I will kill the old man first... and then my mother... and then the uncles and uncles... hahahahaha!" Almand's eyes have begun to become dangerous and crazy, "The remaining weak people in the family gathered, Attempts to resist stubbornly are a group of overpowered ants!"

"I kill one by one. Every time I kill a person, I feel their fear, feel their despair, and look back at my own heart-it is finally liberated from the shackles of the family, and finally gained true freedom. The blood in my whole body and all my magical powers are trembling with excitement, just like eating the most delicious food in the world..."