Chapter 186 I want to become a demon
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 186 I want to become a demon
"Lord Armand..." Schelling said slowly, "Please stop bluffing. If you want to capture Draco and achieve your goal of resurrection, you don't need to wait until this moment. With Draco's mental power and soul strength, there is absolutely no way to stop your soul from being eroded."
"Huh?" Armand raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why do you think so suddenly?" He raised his head seriously and looked at Schelling, but at the same time he didn't stop urging the power of the ring. Although the black air around him was getting thicker and thicker, almost like a black fog-shaped demon whistling around, but the careful Schelling noticed that the pressure that followed didn't really increase, in fact, it just looked scary.
"Many years ago, when I was about 6 years old, I read all the family books and documents, and learned about the history of the Malfoy family, which made me have a lot of doubts—"
"The Malfoy family is inherited from France. Since it landed in Great Britain in 1066, the ancestor Armand I was William the Conqueror's closest and most trusted state adviser (equivalent to the think tank of the modern government), and he has harvested countless lands, servants, and wealth. Logically speaking, it is not a problem for the family to prosper and spread (for comparison, William has 11 heirs), but why do I look around the family history and find that the Malfoy family has been passed down in one line for centuries?"
"Then, as far as I know, the blood of the Malfoy family has mysterious blood talents like 'Snake Whisperer' and 'Prophet' hidden in it, and by chance, I started to practice Malfoy's secret spells. I was very surprised to find that there are many powerful spiritual black magics that are unknown to outsiders, and their power is not far behind the three unforgivable curses that modern wizards are most afraid of..."
"It stands to reason that if the Malfoy family had such a strong inheritance, it would be impossible for them to be like this today...Even if every generation of descendants cannot produce a legendary figure at the level of a great magister, at least they will not be reduced to what they are today. For Dumbledore, who is pro-Muggles, or Voldemort, who supports pure blood, you can only choose one side to obey...After Voldemort fell, the Ministry of Magic even dared to send people to the door to search for dark magic items..."
There was a trace of appreciation in Armand's eyes, "So, you found the answer?"
"I used to think that it was because of intermarriage with outsiders that diluted the bloodline, resulting in the loss of bloodline power, causing Malfoy's descendants to rely more and more on intrigue and tricks, and to pay more attention to politics and business, thus wasting the inheritance of magic." Sherin said slowly.
"Now?" Schelling's eyes were burning brightly. He looked into Armand's eyes and found that the pupils of the other party had turned into a complete crimson red, like a demon from hell, gloomy and terrifying, "I finally know the real reason——"
"It's you—Lord Armand II." Seeing Armand's weird smile, Schelling became more certain of his guess, and he said coldly: "The loss of the Malfoy family's inheritance, the thin population of the Malfoy family—it's all because of you!"
"It is recorded in the history of the family that since the third descendant of the Malfoy family——Armand II Malfoy, there has never been a precedent for the family to awaken the power of the bloodline..."
"Similarly, there are also records in the family history. You once communicated with the magic power by virtue of the bloodline power called 'Magic Eye', creating your own magic mystery and creating brilliance for the family! But a legendary figure like you should be admired and enshrined by future generations, but it is not detailed in the family records. There are only a few records..."
"If I'm not wrong—" Schelling's voice suddenly turned cold, "In order to further stimulate the power in the blood, or to further enhance the strength of the soul, you slaughtered the entire Malfoy family!"
When Armand heard this, he couldn't hold back his appreciation anymore, and clapped vigorously with a serious face. The loud clapping sound echoed strangely in Draco's bedroom.
"You can deduce so many things based on just a few clues. Your wisdom is really admirable. In this way, I still underestimate you. Although your character is not decisive enough, you do have the possibility to bring the Malfoy family to glory. You have this ability..." Armand nodded to himself, as if talking to himself.
"You're right..." Armand raised his head and looked at Schelling. "During the first magic riot in my life, I inspired the talent in my bloodline. At that time, the family including me had 11 descendants of bloodlines, but I was the only one who could inspire the talent in the bloodline. The family had high hopes for me...and gave me a lot of resources, as well as the family's secret spell..."
"I also lived up to the family's expectations. When I was 14 years old, I was able to master all the family's secret spells at my fingertips, and even improved and optimized them...Under the family's arrangement, I didn't even need to enter Hogwarts to show my strength--I once taught Black that bad boy a lesson; that kid Gaunt dared to yell at me because of his Slytherin blood and knew how to speak a few reptilian languages, and I couldn't find his way..."
"I fought everywhere for the family, plundered wealth, and guarded the glory... The family is getting stronger every day, and finally one day... I am bored..."
"I believe that if it were you, you would understand how boring it was to do the same thing every day." Armand said with burning eyes, "After I defeated the head of the most powerful Gunter family when I was 20 years old, it became even more boring... I can no longer find an opponent that can match me, I can no longer find a challenge that can make me feel excited, and I can no longer find the value of my life. At this time, I am at a loss. Why am I living?"
"Just for the damned family? Just for worldly power? Or for endless wealth?" Armand asked, and then he shook his head lightly, "Neither, the so-called family, power, and wealth are all illusory to me. Once I die, I can't take these away..."
"At this time, I suddenly realized—" Armand whispered: "We wizards can be born into this world, and we can sit on the mighty power that Muggles, beasts, and other creatures do not have. It is this world that gives us the meaning of existence, 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 pinnacle of power! It is the eternity of time! It is the immortal soul!"
"I want to pursue a stronger power, I want to obtain an immortal life——" Armand smiled sinisterly, "So I made a Horcrux. Although the old man and the family strongly opposed this matter, they finally gave in and let me make a Horcrux. They just forced me to make an oath that I would never let anyone know about the Horcrux. What they didn't think about was—"
"After the Horcrux was made, the feeling of being torn apart came from the soul, that feeling—" He licked his lips, "Although it was painful, the feeling of being full of power really fascinated me..."
"So I am no longer satisfied with the existing magic system, but try to pursue more powerful power..." His voice began to tremble, "I secretly built a secret room in the manor, and started to capture Muggles for experimentation... When Muggles could no longer satisfy my needs, I started to secretly capture the servants at home...Then the children of the common line...Finally—"
"When I was 30 years old, my secret room was discovered by my closest sister Agatha by accident... She is such a lovely and charming girl. Everyone in the family regards me as a highly respected and strong person. Only she really understands my loneliness... But..." From the moment Schelling entered the dormitory, Armand's cold face showed a human expression for the first time, "But...why...it was her..."
"In order not to let all my hard work go to waste, I accidentally missed her and killed her..." Armand'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 crazily, even more than ever before...I finally understand the secret of soul magic..."
"The power of magic comes from the blood, but the strength of power depends on the soul and emotions. The most powerful emotions in this world are nothing more than love and hate..." Armand said: "Since Agatha is dead... then the only meaning of my life is power. I want to pursue the peak of power! The family is no longer my fetters, but the shackles that bind me..."
"I killed the old man first...then I killed the mother...and then the uncles...hahahahaha!" Armand's eyes have become dangerous and crazy, "The remaining weak people in the family gathered together and tried to fight against the corner. They are all a group of ants who are overwhelmed!"
"I killed each person one by one, felt their fear, felt their despair, and looked back at my own heart - it was finally liberated from the shackles of the family, and finally gained true freedom. The blood in my whole body and all my magic power were trembling with excitement, as if I had eaten the most delicious food in the world..."
(End of this chapter)
"Lord Armand..." Schelling said slowly, "Please stop bluffing. If you want to capture Draco and achieve your goal of resurrection, you don't need to wait until this moment. With Draco's mental power and soul strength, there is absolutely no way to stop your soul from being eroded."
"Huh?" Armand raised his eyebrows, and said, "Why do you think so suddenly?" He raised his head seriously and looked at Schelling, but at the same time he didn't stop urging the power of the ring. Although the black air around him was getting thicker and thicker, almost like a black fog-shaped demon whistling around, but the careful Schelling noticed that the pressure that followed didn't really increase, in fact, it just looked scary.
"Many years ago, when I was about 6 years old, I read all the family books and documents, and learned about the history of the Malfoy family, which made me have a lot of doubts—"
"The Malfoy family is inherited from France. Since it landed in Great Britain in 1066, the ancestor Armand I was William the Conqueror's closest and most trusted state adviser (equivalent to the think tank of the modern government), and he has harvested countless lands, servants, and wealth. Logically speaking, it is not a problem for the family to prosper and spread (for comparison, William has 11 heirs), but why do I look around the family history and find that the Malfoy family has been passed down in one line for centuries?"
"Then, as far as I know, the blood of the Malfoy family has mysterious blood talents like 'Snake Whisperer' and 'Prophet' hidden in it, and by chance, I started to practice Malfoy's secret spells. I was very surprised to find that there are many powerful spiritual black magics that are unknown to outsiders, and their power is not far behind the three unforgivable curses that modern wizards are most afraid of..."
"It stands to reason that if the Malfoy family had such a strong inheritance, it would be impossible for them to be like this today...Even if every generation of descendants cannot produce a legendary figure at the level of a great magister, at least they will not be reduced to what they are today. For Dumbledore, who is pro-Muggles, or Voldemort, who supports pure blood, you can only choose one side to obey...After Voldemort fell, the Ministry of Magic even dared to send people to the door to search for dark magic items..."
There was a trace of appreciation in Armand's eyes, "So, you found the answer?"
"I used to think that it was because of intermarriage with outsiders that diluted the bloodline, resulting in the loss of bloodline power, causing Malfoy's descendants to rely more and more on intrigue and tricks, and to pay more attention to politics and business, thus wasting the inheritance of magic." Sherin said slowly.
"Now?" Schelling's eyes were burning brightly. He looked into Armand's eyes and found that the pupils of the other party had turned into a complete crimson red, like a demon from hell, gloomy and terrifying, "I finally know the real reason——"
"It's you—Lord Armand II." Seeing Armand's weird smile, Schelling became more certain of his guess, and he said coldly: "The loss of the Malfoy family's inheritance, the thin population of the Malfoy family—it's all because of you!"
"It is recorded in the history of the family that since the third descendant of the Malfoy family——Armand II Malfoy, there has never been a precedent for the family to awaken the power of the bloodline..."
"Similarly, there are also records in the family history. You once communicated with the magic power by virtue of the bloodline power called 'Magic Eye', creating your own magic mystery and creating brilliance for the family! But a legendary figure like you should be admired and enshrined by future generations, but it is not detailed in the family records. There are only a few records..."
"If I'm not wrong—" Schelling's voice suddenly turned cold, "In order to further stimulate the power in the blood, or to further enhance the strength of the soul, you slaughtered the entire Malfoy family!"
When Armand heard this, he couldn't hold back his appreciation anymore, and clapped vigorously with a serious face. The loud clapping sound echoed strangely in Draco's bedroom.
"You can deduce so many things based on just a few clues. Your wisdom is really admirable. In this way, I still underestimate you. Although your character is not decisive enough, you do have the possibility to bring the Malfoy family to glory. You have this ability..." Armand nodded to himself, as if talking to himself.
"You're right..." Armand raised his head and looked at Schelling. "During the first magic riot in my life, I inspired the talent in my bloodline. At that time, the family including me had 11 descendants of bloodlines, but I was the only one who could inspire the talent in the bloodline. The family had high hopes for me...and gave me a lot of resources, as well as the family's secret spell..."
"I also lived up to the family's expectations. When I was 14 years old, I was able to master all the family's secret spells at my fingertips, and even improved and optimized them...Under the family's arrangement, I didn't even need to enter Hogwarts to show my strength--I once taught Black that bad boy a lesson; that kid Gaunt dared to yell at me because of his Slytherin blood and knew how to speak a few reptilian languages, and I couldn't find his way..."
"I fought everywhere for the family, plundered wealth, and guarded the glory... The family is getting stronger every day, and finally one day... I am bored..."
"I believe that if it were you, you would understand how boring it was to do the same thing every day." Armand said with burning eyes, "After I defeated the head of the most powerful Gunter family when I was 20 years old, it became even more boring... I can no longer find an opponent that can match me, I can no longer find a challenge that can make me feel excited, and I can no longer find the value of my life. At this time, I am at a loss. Why am I living?"
"Just for the damned family? Just for worldly power? Or for endless wealth?" Armand asked, and then he shook his head lightly, "Neither, the so-called family, power, and wealth are all illusory to me. Once I die, I can't take these away..."
"At this time, I suddenly realized—" Armand whispered: "We wizards can be born into this world, and we can sit on the mighty power that Muggles, beasts, and other creatures do not have. It is this world that gives us the meaning of existence, 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 pinnacle of power! It is the eternity of time! It is the immortal soul!"
"I want to pursue a stronger power, I want to obtain an immortal life——" Armand smiled sinisterly, "So I made a Horcrux. Although the old man and the family strongly opposed this matter, they finally gave in and let me make a Horcrux. They just forced me to make an oath that I would never let anyone know about the Horcrux. What they didn't think about was—"
"After the Horcrux was made, the feeling of being torn apart came from the soul, that feeling—" He licked his lips, "Although it was painful, the feeling of being full of power really fascinated me..."
"So I am no longer satisfied with the existing magic system, but try to pursue more powerful power..." His voice began to tremble, "I secretly built a secret room in the manor, and started to capture Muggles for experimentation... When Muggles could no longer satisfy my needs, I started to secretly capture the servants at home...Then the children of the common line...Finally—"
"When I was 30 years old, my secret room was discovered by my closest sister Agatha by accident... She is such a lovely and charming girl. Everyone in the family regards me as a highly respected and strong person. Only she really understands my loneliness... But..." From the moment Schelling entered the dormitory, Armand's cold face showed a human expression for the first time, "But...why...it was her..."
"In order not to let all my hard work go to waste, I accidentally missed her and killed her..." Armand'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 crazily, even more than ever before...I finally understand the secret of soul magic..."
"The power of magic comes from the blood, but the strength of power depends on the soul and emotions. The most powerful emotions in this world are nothing more than love and hate..." Armand said: "Since Agatha is dead... then the only meaning of my life is power. I want to pursue the peak of power! The family is no longer my fetters, but the shackles that bind me..."
"I killed the old man first...then I killed the mother...and then the uncles...hahahahaha!" Armand's eyes have become dangerous and crazy, "The remaining weak people in the family gathered together and tried to fight against the corner. They are all a group of ants who are overwhelmed!"
"I killed each person one by one, felt their fear, felt their despair, and looked back at my own heart - it was finally liberated from the shackles of the family, and finally gained true freedom. The blood in my whole body and all my magic power were trembling with excitement, as if I had eaten the most delicious food in the world..."
(End of this chapter)
