Izzy's bloodied eyes glowed green, and he felt like he had awakened a hungry beast that could only be fed with blood.

At this time, Izzy, who had just eliminated the three troll warriors, was immediately surrounded by the nine troll warriors who rushed in, and he held the short knife of devouring the enemy, carried the spiked mace, and killed them with a cruel smile.

The troll warrior on the front used a knife and a shield, and Izzy swung his hammer at the shield, and the short-handled mace split the hardwood shield hammer, and the troll warrior's left hand raised the shield and made a close contact with the spiked mace.

The severed troll warrior was just about to let out a wail when Izzy stabbed him back in the chest, spitting blood from his mouth and dying.

And that's not all, Izzy slammed into another troll warrior with the body of a blood-vomiting troll warrior, and the two of them were pushed by Izzy and hit a thick tree trunk, making a loud "boom", and Izzy's devouring short knife stabbed into the body of the first troll warrior, completely ending the lives of the two troll warriors like a string.

As soon as Izzy pulled out the Devouring Short Knife with his right hand, he immediately sensed that the two Troll Warriors had circled behind him and attacked him together, but in the next instant, the two Troll Warriors lost their target.

At the moment when Izzy was about to be attacked, he raised his foot and kicked on the bent knee of the corpse of the soldier leaning against the tree, and with a backflip, he swung his mace in the air, and the spiked mace swept with a heavy wind, first hammering on the head of the troll on the left, and then like an old man playing a goalball, causing the heads of the two troll warriors to crash together, exploding two brilliant blood flowers.

Izzy, who landed on the ground, glanced at the short-handled mace, and felt inexplicably upset and irritable.

"It's too slow! Kill faster!It's not enough!" The bloodthirsty desire in his brain grew wildly, and Izzy stared at a pair of green eyes, looked at the two short weapons in his hand, and looked at the trees around him.

"No matter!

With a low snort, Izzy threw the mace into the face of a troll warrior, turning the Devourer Blade into a sawblade, and Izzy mustered all his strength, ignoring the trees of different thicknesses, and swung the Devourer Saw Blade wildly.

The blade of the sword was like the cutting effect of an efficient chainsaw, cutting the troll along with the surrounding trees, and the remaining four troll warriors were all cut in two in the blink of an eye, killing them on the spot, and Izzy couldn't help but laugh under his breath as he bathed in blood like a drizzle.

"Hahaha!" That's it! That's what it feels like! The thrill of bathing in the blood of the enemy!

With green eyes, Izzy raised his devouring saw blade and began to slaughter the blood-topped trolls in the woods, and the screams of the darkness of the jungle spread fear like a plague.

Jungle warfare-seasoned blood-topped troll warriors attempt to defend themselves against an unknown attack by a thick tree or boulder, but before they know it, they suddenly feel the pain of a tear on their body, and then their bodies are either separated from each other or their heads are in different places.

The Troll Warrior's position was clearly visible from Izzy's elemental perception, and he swung the Devourer Saw Blade, slashing boulders and trees along with the Troll Warrior's body, and the Devouring Saw was unstoppable like a high-speed chainsaw blade.

Faced with the unknown horror of the darkness, the fleeting glow of green eyes, and the low, scalp-numbing laughter, the blood-capped troll warriors finally broke down, and fled out of the jungle in terror to return to camp.

But Izzy's hunger and thirst had not yet subsided, and the beast in his heart was like a ferocious beast, never fed, and he brutally pursued the fleeing trolls, and the slow-moving troll warriors turned into the souls of his swords.

"This is just the beginning, I'm going to drink your blood!" Thinking of Izzy preparing to fight out of the jungle and slaughter the camp of the blood-topped trolls, at this moment, a word suddenly flashed in Izzy's heart.

"Promise me, you must keep your will whenever and wherever you are, okay?"

Izzy, who had been running two steps, suddenly slowed down, and he fell to his knees, sweating profusely, like a drowning man had just been fished out of the water, and began to gasp violently.

"Sister Leah, I'm sorry, I promised you, I'm sorry! ”

Izzy, who calmed down, had tears in his eyes, and the tears in his eyes made the glowing green light slowly fade, and Izzy sat down on the ground, his heart full of repentant thoughts.

Despite his planned goal, Izzy knew that he had just lost control, that he had been controlled by that bloodthirsty desire, and that he had turned himself into a bloodthirsty and berserk beast!

Izzy threw the Enemy Devourer out with all his might, curled up on the ground, and asked himself with his knees in his arms:

"What the hell is wrong with me? thirst for enemy blood, orc bloodlust instincts, or my thrill-seeking nature, or is it evil energy?!"

As soon as Izzy remembered the seed of evil energy that Medivan had buried in his mind, he felt a sharp headache, as if a force was tearing apart his reason, opening the valve of hatred and anger, and plunging himself completely into the ocean of destruction desire.

Izzy could feel that the budding seed of evil still wanted to erode his mind, and it was still infinitely expanding its desire to destroy, trying to lose control of itself and kill all living beings here.

But in Izzy's heart, a stronger longing sustained him, and it was the memories of Leah, and those good memories sustained Izzy and kept him struggling to keep his sanity.

A magical war has started in Izzy's heart, and the good thoughts and good thoughts in his heart have all turned into the mainstay of supporting his reason, so that he will not lose control, and those evil thoughts amplified by evil energy are like a monstrous flood, rushing in, constantly hitting those pillars, trying to control his mind and make him fall into madness.

But what Izzy hoped for in his heart was those good things after all, and the fire that burned his soul soon gradually developed in the direction that Izzy wanted.

The "white wolf" in Izzy's heart is tearing at the "black wolf", allowing him to win this war and regain control of his mind and body.

But at this moment, Izzy suddenly saw a black snake-like object in his blurred vision, crawling towards him, his blurred vision returned to clarity, and Izzy recognized the object, which was his own enemy devourer, which turned into a snake-like form, and wanted to return to his hands.

Izzy's face changed dramatically, and he realized that he couldn't let the Eater back into his hands now.

This demonic weapon, from the day it was cast, was like a thirst for blood, it would project that desire into its heart, and now this thought of thirsting for blood will be like the last straw that overwhelms the camel, so that the extinguished desire for destruction will be rekindled and burn out its reason again.

"How can this be, it only takes a little while! In just three seconds, I can suppress the evil energy and regain my life. ”

Izzy watched in despair as the snake-form devouring enemy quickly approached his right hand, turning into a giant sword and sticking to his hand, a trace of bloodthirsty desire instantly drilled into his mind, Izzy's reason and good thoughts were immediately suppressed, the balance of good and evil began to tilt, and the desire to kill was ignited again.

Izzy's eyes once again glowed with a grim green glow of evil energy, and he stood up with his hands in his hands, his goal in mind being all living creatures within the range of his elemental sense.

"Hey, ugly guy!" Just before Izzy was about to lose control, a crisp and loud voice suddenly came into Izzy's ears, and Izzy looked back, and the beautiful figure of the half-elf girl met his eyes.

Izzy somehow regained consciousness, his brain instinctively remembered something, and his mind was no longer full of thoughts such as good and evil, sanity, madness, etc., but only a few clear descriptions.

"Beautiful, aunt and grandmother, can vomit, cry, very troublesome, can't afford to hurt! Hurry up and hide!

Izzy, who had regained his senses, was stunned for a moment, and gave a thumbs up to the half-elf girl with a smile, and said:

"Elf girl, the first impression is really important!

Before Izzy could finish speaking, he suddenly felt his vision blur, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.