Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Chapter 55: Max appears on the scene

"Ultimate Skill: Tyranny."

After calling out his strongest technique, Muller Franc's form changed significantly. His old and fragile body buffed like a balloon, filling his muscles with raw and powerful strength.

His mana oozed out uncontrollably, drawing everyone toward him. It seemed like everything bent to his will, for every warehouse started crumbling, stretching toward him.

In this form, Muller Franc's mana reached its peak. And that power was the reason for his current position.

From within the sky, a beautiful lady came out. It was no one else other than Zamira, her eyes dilated in shock, for Muller Franc's gravity force extended even toward the sky, compelling her to descend.

"I will kill you before you hurt her!" Alice screamed, her heart brimming with a resolution to not let Muller Franc even touch her elder sister.

Her dragon form crawled down, parting her jaw to let out her draconian roar, turning her innate power into raw mana, which took the form of a mana beam.

The blue laser descended onto Muller Franc, yet his form didn't crumble. He stood straight with his hand hailed, repelling Alice's mana with a combination of gravity force and his raw strength.

Of course, Alice was not only his opponent. As flames drew scarlet lines on the sky, Zamira's fire arrows joined the fray, barraging one of the three strongest humans with everything she got.

She turned into a dragon form, then spitting flames different from Alice's raw beam.

Muller Franc glanced toward the red dragon, "Your style is different. Those who focus on long-distance techniques tend to have weaker bodies.

I will kill you. It's regretful, but I won't be able to sleep if I don't kill at least one of you," he said, glaring in Zamira's direction.

After lifting his hand, Muller Franc poured more mana into his gravity skill. His power grasped Zamira's dragon form as if he could summon an invisible hand, forcing her to descend faster.

And should she fall into his hands, Muller Franc would smash her gorgeous face with his gravity punch weighing more than ten tons! Before such a power, even a dragon would lose a part of his body!

And losing a head would mean inevitable death…

"How about I put you into an eternal sleep then?"

Amidst the whistling sounds of gravity force drawing everyone toward Muller Franc, a male and young voice rang out, somehow drawing the attention of all female players in the vicinity.

Sofia and others immediately located him while male players struggled to find the young man.

But as he trod toward Muller Franc with slow and confident steps, the other portion of players noticed him.

"You aren't affected by my Ultimate Skill… A human… and something else… A mix breed," Muller Franc uttered while reflecting Alice and Zamira's attempts to wound him. It was pretty hard, for his Ultimate Skill outclassed their forms as they had their strengths still sealed.

The twins did a good job burning Muller Franc's mana, though.

The Ultimate Skill surely took a significant portion of it, and they kept pressing against him with their dragon skills. These two were formidable, strong, and decisive, both with their techniques and killing intent.

"Keep going at him, Alice," Max said while hovering his eyes on Muller Franc, wearing a smile, seemingly like a boss.

Alice didn't need his words to continue her assaults. She was forced because of Muller Franc's gravity powers. But more than anything, she wanted to stay true to her words.

Thus, she would never give up!

Max smiled before lacing his tone with killing intent, aiming it at the old man whose status and strength forced his grandpa to flee, "What makes you entitled to control other people's lives, Muller Franc?

Is it your strength? Is your status?" Max asked, then smirked, "You gravity force can't force me to move. I utterly don't give a fuck about your family.

Am I free?" Max asked again.

Muller Franc didn't know who Max was. He felt a genuine killing intent coming from him, inferring that Max was a child of one of his victims. In his life, Franc killed many people, so that was normal.

He didn't understand Max's strength, though. It was impossible to mate with existences from the dungeon, for those were feral beasts. No one left the world, and no one had entered it without three families noticing them.

'No… One person escaped… and returned later…' Franc recalled an existence he couldn't catch.

And as he compared the memories of that man with Max's features, he found a striking resemblance. He confirmed dates and other stuff.

Franc smiled, responding to Max's inquiries with his questions, "Is that strength yours or something you've inherited from your family?

Have you ever worked for your strength?" Franc gave up on drawing Zamira closer to himself, shifting his focus to Max, "I will take your mana for myself."

In the next second, Muller Franc's gravity zone disappeared, replaced by something else. He gathered all his mana into his right hand, his intent clear; grasp Max and kill him in one punch.

But what should happen didn't happen at all.

Max stood as if nothing could move him, "You asked such a childish question. It's like asking an F-ranked player why he's so weak.

It's all about talent and resources. I might not have the latter, but do I need that to get rid of you? I don't… for I have more mana than this whole world."

Max lifted his hands, calling out dragons from his soul. These two resembled Alice and Zamira, wrapping his arms in their forms. They were his, connected to his mana ocean. And because of that, the dragons heightened Max's battle style tenfold.

Even better, as he used the dragon's battle style, Max could bring more of it.

"You want to punch me? I'm the same. I want to punch you!" Max said before kicking the ground, rushing toward Muller Franc without fear.

Muller Franc drew all mana he could to his right hand. His focus was mainly on increasing the strength behind his attack. Thus, his fist weighed more than ever before, having enough power to kill a young dragon regardless of the striking point.

His punch would obliterate everyone!

And in less than three seconds, Max and Franc's punches connected, pressing against each other for exactly one second.

Following that event, Muller Franc's arm snapped behind his back!

The old eyes widened in shock.

And then, from Max's left hand, the fire dragon howled, his whole arm extending forth to add another punch! But before the second punch connected, a third party intervened, blocking Max's assault with an iron shield.

But the sudden intervener didn't have a chance to shine. Max immediately shattered his shield, his punch connecting with the man's face.

BANG!

The man's face burst, and his dead body dropped onto the ground.

Max then felt many stares soaked in killing intent on his body. They all aimed to kill him with offensive skills.

"Pointless," Max whispered, calling forth his mana barriers. They were inferior versions, matching the strength of all his enemies. All kinds of skills bounced back from Max's defenses, leaving him unscathed.

He smiled, looking at the fire dragon floating far away from him, "I've fully absorbed your memories, Zamira.

I understand the importance of mana and how valuable it is."