When an inducement arises that contributes to the outcome, there is always an invisible push in the dark that pushes the situation towards the outcome of fate. Coincidences are often the biggest force driving destiny. A casual change may lead to a butterfly effect in the future.

Some things, when something is done unintentionally, will be doomed. Don't blame fate for playing a joke, if you do, blame why you were so coquettish in the first place.

Sooner or later, the price will have to be repaid, and the price has not yet been paid, it is just that the time has not yet come.

The soul servant of the power of domination is not so easy to take away.

It is like a slave owner who lets go, even if its slave runs away, it cannot get out of its control, there will always be an invisible thread between the two.

Letting the soul servants be taken away is not the indifference of the slave owner of the dominant force, it's just that the time has not yet come.

How could Enola's bone armor soul that she had taken from Jory be loyal to her as an enemy. After being destroyed by Jory's physical vitality, these souls have not completely lost their own personality, not to talk about killing hatred, they can only continue to live by relying on Jory, if they don't want to die, they can only be loyal to Jori forever, loyal to him, the true master who has the power of domination and the curse to coexist.

Jory's blood is their life force, and his body is the lair of these soul servants.

Now, the White Bone Curse Seal, which has been away from home for a long time, is going home, although it does not like this home that enslaves itself, but only returning to the mother body is its final destination.

……

On the stall of the classical promenade, two young men and women lie on the ground. Enola, who was crushed underneath. The blankness of her eyes gradually receded, and she regained her own agile gaze.

It's just that it's too late.

More than three-fifths of the blood in his body was inhaled by Jory. Stamina is lost along with the blood. Blood is the source of strength and the place where the soul stays, and the loss of blood is equivalent to the loss of vitality.

The strength of her whole body was almost lost, and Enola, who had the last trace of clarity remained, her eyes wide open, clear eyes without fear and anger. Tsai carefully looked at the man who pressed on him.

and him...... The same side face, the same eyes.

Fifty years, Josser. Belmont. He never appeared again.

Single-handedly blast open the gates of Castlevania and step into the castle of the Demon King alone, the last heir of the Belmont family in history, and challenge the vampire Dracula, a symbol of the evil dragon. But he remained in the castle forever.

That day. The back of Jossel stepping into Castlevania is vaguely remembered by Enola.

The most unbearable memory is his unhesitation at that time and his persistence.

Raise Enola into . The elders of the people, the elders who are close to Enola, avenge her and teach her how to survive in this world, the elder who always has a gentle smile. He entered Castlevania and never returned.

It's not the same as the imposters. Really, it's like that......

How many times have those demons who will shapeshift, in order to break Enola's psychological defense, expect her painful demons to transform into Josel's appearance, insult Josser's status in her heart, and use Joselle's appearance to fight her, hoping that Enora's mind will be killed by those demons.

I destroyed the demon that simulated Josser's appearance so many times, but I didn't expect to see a "person" who was so similar to Josselle this time, but he was going to die at his hands. Could it be that the reason why he died was because of the appearance of this "man" who resembled Jossell, even if he did not disguise himself?

It's a wonderful feeling, so many demons have put in countless efforts to kill themselves, but Enola is still alive and well, but today she died under this unknown demon, which should be a mockery of fate.

The brilliant silver light slowly disintegrated from Enola's body, and all of it poured into Jori's body. These brilliant brilliance, full of solemn atmosphere, through the extraction and refining of a Camelot hero, under the refining of Enola's clear will, it has long ceased to be the evil white bone curse of the past, but has shown a new form.

A silver-white armor full of holiness appeared on Jory's body. The split silver armor could still see the bone patterns of the past, but now the white bone armor had been given a new lease of life, and it had chosen to return to Jory, to the lair that should have belonged to it.

"Whew!"

As if feeling Enola's body stiffen, Jory let go of his mouth and jumped up suddenly, instantly retreating three or four meters away. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still looking at the corpse in front of him in disbelief.

Enola, dressed in a white coat, lay on the ground, her eyes slightly squinted, staring at her side with some indescribable look, but her body was motionless.

Die...... Finish?

A hero who was rebellious and killed at will last month just died?

"Heroes, no matter how powerful they are, they are still mortals, and since they are mortals, the Achilles heel of human beings will still make heroes die."

At this moment, the cold transmission of the coat of arms broke Jory's shock.

"Compared to the fragile human body, the demon's life force is more tenacious. Same injury, master, your heart was taken away and you are still alive, but the heart of a Terran hero is gouged out, and you will surely die...... The fragile body is protected because of their strong strength. No matter how powerful these humans are, they will die if they are mortally wounded. Only immortality and supreme strength are the most perfect forms, and this deformed existence is like a flash in the pan, shouldn't it have been erased long ago. ”

The idea of heraldry appeared in Jory's mind, but until now, he couldn't believe that Enola had been killed by himself? Or is the corpse in front of her an ordinary woman who looks like Enola?

"Now, it's time to find the entrance to the inner world and reclaim your heart...... the cold thought of the coat of arms conveyed in Jory's mind: "With your heart as a signpost, the entrance to the deep space is not difficult to find." When you regain your heart, you will have your bloodline. ”

The mortal level is only ordinary people, at most ordinary people with greater strength or faster reactions, and after reaching the half-demon, the heart will begin to be dark, and the human mind will be more and more inclined to the demon. Only after the mind is completely transformed into a demon can it resist the corrosive force of the demon's blood flowing into his body.

There is no heart more vicious than the devil, how to harness the power of the devil! This is the true meaning of the half-demon rank! Whether it is greed, hatred, or jealousy, the spiritual power that is more ruthless, more evil, and stronger than the demon will not be eroded by the demon's blood.

Is Jory ready now? He is a half-demon three-star rank, can his mind withstand the erosion of the demon bloodline? However, listening to the heraldic affirmative narrative, that does not seem to be a problem...... The premise of all this is that Jory gets his heart back.

A single collection of grievances cannot replace the full capacity of the heart.

"Master, listen to me, there are three weak points in this floor of the castle, which were originally the gates to enter and exit the real world and the inner world, but they were sealed. The superior demons are locked up in the inner world, a group of madmen who only know how to destroy and kill, and you must find a powerful force in the castle to ......"

Suddenly, the heraldic suddenly stopped the transmission, and the next moment the heraldic cold transmission suddenly became urgent.

"Go !!"

"The hosts! Get out of here!! 'He' is coming!! ”

In the real space on the top floor of Castlevania, in the empty hall, a man shrouded in shadows, he picked up the Demon Source Book on the ground, shook off the blood stains on the Demon Source Codex, and his hands with black sharp nails stuck into the gap between the pages of the Demon Source Codex, and his two arms puffed up the strength to open the Demon Source Codex.

It seems that the demon source canon with his own consciousness is dead closed on the cover, and in this man's infinite strength, the demon can't resist his power to open it in the end, like a mussel shell that has been broken, this man forcibly opened the demon source canon little by little.

The man lifted the Demon Source Code and slammed it to the ground, and one hand slammed down the page, fixing the Demon Source Book to the ground, and finally opened it.

The pages of the book were opened, and there was a picture under his eyes. A silver-white mark appeared in the air, and one hand stretched out from it, grasping the arm of a fair woman, and the other hooking the finger at the blood mist hidden in the shadows.

Then, the man with a thick black shadow wrapped around his body stood up and strode out of the hall.

Meanwhile, Jory near the entrance to the lower part of Castlevania, he was galloping inside the castle. The monsters in the castle sprung up, but they were distracted by the Knights of the Holy City who came in with them, and sometimes Jory walked past them, but they ignored them.

"Castlevania is divided into two parts, the above and the underground, and this layer that enters the main gate of Castlevania is the dividing line between the upper realm and the lower realm...... Master, flee into the next class of Castlevania, which is full of chaotic power, and he will not chase it down. ”

"Hurry up, he's coming!"

And when Jory ran to the Nether of Castlevania, Enola's body was gradually cold and stiff.

Lying quietly on the ground, her neck was oozing with a trace of red blood, her eyes were still staring at her side, as if there was a familiar person there who was looking at her.

The eyes full of nostalgia and nostalgia, and the deep exhaustion, Enola's white clothes were stuck to the dark red stall.

All glory has departed from her.

Life is not brought to this world, and death is not taken away. (To be continued......)