Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Chapter 53 The First Combination

Chapter 53: The first combination

[A few minutes before Muller Franc's arrival.]

Max was the reason for Lucas' fall.

Lucas probably would've subdued most of his enemies if it weren't for him. He really had enough talent to match people from another world.

Alas, Max was a different breed.

Because he utterly despised mind control skills, Max mercilessly sent mana waves to disturb Lucas' brainwashing skills. Max's one flick was enough.

And while Lucas had room to talk and complain, he gave a bad account of himself.

"I thought of him as one of the worst players. But he just broke through the bottom, becoming the most disgusting player from Earth," Max whispered while staring at Lucas, who had been shouting utter bullshit.

It seemed like no one would be able to top his disappointing performance. Yet, after Muller Franc appeared on the scene, protecting his grandson, his first words precisely portrayed how vile and corrupted the three families were.

For strength and their own gain, they would use everyone, including their families and loyal players.

Max, the twins, and Rosangela gazed at the old man with palpable disgust. They felt repulsed, not by his immense strength but by his attitude. In fact, his power couldn't stop outsiders from commenting.

"It's him! He's one of those bastards!" Alice seethed in anger while recording Franc's words. But as she had also been wounded and enslaved by him, his appearance rekindled her hatred.

She had eyes on fire, glaring at the old man.

Zamira was the same, her soft voice lethal, "Old and senile bastard." Her expression was precisely like Alice's, staring at the old man's performance with indignation.

Max also had his reasons for hating three families. Because of them, he was born on Earth. And while it was not bad, his grandpa had gone through too many troubles because of the three family's rules.

He clenched his hands, whispering to Zamira's ear, "Can we kill him?"

Max had made many mistakes at the beginning of his career as a player. He mostly did them in the game world, so he treated it like a good experience.

One of his mistakes was that he had been severely underestimating his strength. He believed he had to scheme, steal treasures, and sow seeds of chaos in the three families' ranks.

He wanted them to lose their items and kill themselves.

But as that would take too much time, Max quickly learned that he was a peculiar case, a rare breed that could develop faster than anyone.

He understood that people with strength didn't wait, either.

Zamira glanced into his eyes. For a moment, she wanted to say with the utmost confidence that they could fight Muller Franc head-on. But as she knew that her hatred undoubtedly clouded her judgment, Zamira deeply inhaled.

After exhaling all out, Zamira locked her eyes on Muller Franc. She thought of her unsealed strength, dragon bloodline, affinity with Alice's strength, and Max's mana.

"We can," Zamira calculated as fast as she could, for Muller Franc was about to kill a few innocent people.

Alice added with a loud voice, balling her hands into fists, "Of course, we can! If it weren't for dragon slayers' constant chase and our serious circumstances, we would have never been in jeopardy, let alone caught by those weak humans!"

Max nodded, conveying his desire, "You two start. I must... think of something."

"Yes," Alice and Zamira replied, preparing their mana for a big surprise.

Although it was pretty odd that Max wanted to think of something, seemingly wanting girls to test the waters first, the twin dragons didn't think he would give up on them. They were in love, and having so close contact, the girls proudly believed that Max would never give up on them just because their bodies were of the highest quality.

But they believed more in their hearts, which told them that Max would cause a miracle just to keep them by their side.

Would that be true?

It was time to find out.

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After crashing his enemy's hand, Muller Franc grabbed Lucas' former teammate's head into his rough hand.

He didn't have to move, for everyone threw themselves at him. However, Franc's mana controlled gravity, so he could pull and throw away people at his wish.

For now, he was only doing the former.

"You are valuable assets," Franc sneered, "You will all wake up as mindless puppets."

Following the same tactic, Muller Franc smashed the limbs of many players that belonged to his family. At last, it was time for him to wound his own blood.

Muller Sofia and her sword were just a few meters before him.

She felt the gravity force pulling her closer, yet Sofia's expression didn't change. With many emotions, and hatred prevailing, Sofia leveraged the enemy's force, thrusting her sword toward her grandfather's palm.

Muller Franc laughed, "You must never rely on the enemy's skills, Sofia."

In the next second, his gravity's force stopped. Facing such a sudden change, Sofia nearly entangled her legs, stumbling like a beginner. But as she clenched her teeth, Sofia regained her position, resuming her rush.

But that was futile, for Franc used more mana, disturbing her flow. It seemed like he toyed with her, for they shared the same blood.

However, as Sofia kept going forward, her fall seemed inevitable.

But then, the sky lit up in flames. From above, the flame pillar descended, aiming precisely at Muller Franc. It looked like a dragon hiding in the clouds had spat those flames!

Those flames splashed in all directions, yet Muller Franc's form was clearly outlined, for he stood without any wound. He coated himself in gravity force, dispelling all enemy attacks.

"I remember those flames," Franc whispered, "So you have returned to your master, dragons?" He looked around, searching for the water one.

And as if answering his wish, Alice barreled herself into his gravity's force, her body swathed in water.

Alice would never be content with just one punch, of course.

She quickly added a few more, relentlessly slamming her little fists against Muller Franc's skill. Cracks immediately popped, for her fists carried tons of mana. Her water dragons also spat water bullets.

And with that first combination, the twins formed a mist.

As Muller Franc lifted his hand to pull Alice into his safe zone to smash her pretty face, he found no one. His eyes narrowed.

But as he tried locating Alice, Franc immediately understood the twins' ploy, "This mist hides your mana. Makes it harder to track you."