Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty

Chapter 434: Substitute Bride of the Demon King (38)

The red blood from the open wound stained Andre’s wedding suit, the colors merging into one. His face was marred by magical attacks, and the wound on his shoulder was so deep that the whites of his bone were visible.

At that moment, Andre lay in a pool of blood and seemed about to lose consciousness.

On the other hand, Ellie was safe and unharmed. As she was held by the guards and could not move, she could only shout out, "Sil, do not be like this! I have said before that we are not suitable for each other! Even if we are together, it will only increase the friction between us!" She paused, then continued in a softer voice, "Not to mention the things that you did... You killed so many people. We are no longer walking on the same path. Please let me go, and let yourself go, okay?"

Silas sneered. Before he could say anything, he heard her voice asking Andre beside her worriedly, "Andre, how are you?"

"I am fine." Hearing her words of concern, Andre supported himself and sat up, casting a comforting look at Ellie.

Silas watched as Ellie and Andre shared a moment filled with tender affection, completely lost in their own world. The sight sent a surge of anger coursing through him, making his blood boil. Here he was, obviously injured. He was also Ellie’s supposedly legitimate husband, and yet she didn’t even spare him a glance to check if he was okay. Why did she not ask if he was okay or not?

Silas was furious and a dark cloud of jealousy enveloped his heart. In an act of rage, he strode forward and ruthlessly stepped on Andre’s shoulder. A murderous aura rose continuously from his body.

There was no way for him to hurt Ellie, so he could only hurt others. He chose to channel it toward Andre.

"You are so brave to flirt with Ellie in front of me," Silas said, staring down at Andre. "One is my former classmate..." His gaze turned to Ellie. "And the other is my wife." His eyes returned to Andre. "You two want to get married, so why don’t you invite me to your wedding party as a guest?"

Andre uncontrollably spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.

"If I remember correctly... the one you married was Leila, the second daughter of the Tallis noble family," Andre said. "Since you married her, Ellie is no longer your wife..."

"You want to fool me with a fake?" Silas raised his foot and stepped down, not forgetting to grind Andre’s wound harder. "I only want Ellie from the beginning to the end."

Under the heavy blow, Andre’s body shook violently, and more blood gushed out from the open wound.

This tragic situation was witnessed by Ellie, who struggled and started shouting, "Stop, Sil, are you seriously going to kill him?"

Killing Andre would be too easy for Silas.

Silas looked over with a sneer. "If you have the guts to play tricks on me, then you must have the ability to pay the price."

He waved a hand, and Ellie, who was originally detained by the guards, flew to him.

Andre, who stayed where he was because he could no longer move, thought that Silas was going to hurt Ellie, and his face turned pale. He could not help but ask, "Where are you taking her?"

Silas sneered. "You have no right to worry about my wife." Then he smiled again— it was a smile full of sarcasm and malice. "For the sake of us being classmates at the academy before, I will kindly spare your life. However, if you dare to touch her again, I will make you wish you were dead."

As Silas uttered these words, he unleashed a violent assault on Andre’s magic core with a fierce clench of his hand.

The onslaught, saturated with murderous dark magic was too fierce and too fast. It surged forth with an intensity that was both blinding and unrelenting. Before Andre could even muster a response, he found himself struck by the full force of the attack.

In that instant, as his magic core shattered, it felt as though his very essence had been violently torn asunder, leaving behind a gaping void within him. A profound sense of loss enveloped him, and he could feel the once-vibrant flow of mana spilling out like water from a ruptured vessel. His body was like a piece of watery jelly, utterly paralyzed without any support.

Every magician possesses a magic core, the heart of their power. When their magic cores are broken, their magic ceases to exist. Silas’s cruelty didn’t stop there; he ruthlessly incapacitated Andre’s legs as well, irrevocably shattering the former noble’s grace.

The former noble and distinguished magician, Andre, clad in white, honorable and unblemished, symbolizing honor and purity, fell completely into the sordid realm of mortals, and still in such a miserable state— stripped of dignity and left in a state of utter despair.

"You... dare..." Andre was nearly unconscious from the extreme pain. His consciousness fell into chaos, and his lower body throbbed with unbearable pain as if it were shattered. But Silas’s words allowed him to regain his senses.

"What do I not dare to do? Since you are now just an ordinary citizen, I will kindly fulfill your wish of getting married," Silas said.

Andre groaned and coughed up a mouthful of blood. The intense pain made it impossible for him to remain fully awake, and only a weak breath indicated that he was still alive. He subconsciously called out, "Ellie..."

Silas snorted disdainfully at the pathetic sight.

Andre, who was already dying, still had time to think about Ellie.

Not wanting to pay further attention to the pathetic, dying man, Silas raised his hand and waved it to remove the barrier in front of him. Yue Ran, who had been trapped in the barrier, suddenly appeared in everyone’s sight.