Chapter 167: A New Reincarnation

He smacked the ground, and the strong man who took the lead scolded the bad luck. He did not dare to abduct the lamb in front of the monks, and was about to return to the gathering place to think about the next countermeasures, but unfortunately he saw a dumbfounded person standing there not far away.

I haven't traveled and experienced the sinister and treacherous deceit of the Continent of Aisalas, many people will be like a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing when the danger will come, just like this man who has returned in vain, he has not really stepped out of the circle of the dark forest, let alone seen the outside world, let alone knows that some seemingly ordinary and weak "people" are completely unprovoked existences.

Why are you afraid of that goose? There are so many of us! Should we leave any hypocritical mercy to this dying goose?

A group of fraudsters who returned in vain, in their eyes, Jory was such a stupid goose, and he was covered in blood and obviously looked like he was going to die.

"You!" The man in charge pointed at Qiao Li and shouted, "Get out of here!" Hand over your money and soul value and get out of here. ”

Turning his head slowly, Jory gave them a faint look.

Then, as if he hadn't heard anything, he hurried toward the monk. This act of ignoring made a few guys stunned, and they looked at each other's companions, well, there were five of them, and there was only one person on the other side.

The advantage in numbers made their courage soar.

The effect of the surge in courage is their fearless anger. Several young men strode towards Jori, and when Jori was less than three or four meters away from them, just as several people were about to knock down Jory and beat him violently, they saw that Jori's body suddenly gushed out of the black and red mist, blowing like a tornado, and the whirlwind that suddenly appeared blew several men to stagger. By the time they had calmed down in their astonishment, the strange mist had vanished.

Not only did the blood mist disappear, but even the young man who was clutching his chest and was bleeding was also gone, and there was only a looming zombie roar around the empty place, and a faint exclamation, but the figure of the young man disappeared like a broken illusion......

No matter how sluggish they are, these guys know that they have kicked the iron plate, have you ever seen a normal person suddenly emit a mist and disappear the next moment? Luckily. That one just slapped the soy sauce and left...... It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

The collective dumb gang was about to flee back to the settlement in a gray manner, when a thin figure flashed over.

"Jory!! Don't run so fast, you think I'm you! Wait for me! ”

At the time of coming to Aitsalas, the will of the Castlevania side. deprived Lear of his fighting spirit and marksmanship, and even his muscles and physical fitness were deprived at the same time. Except for the runes of power in the language of dragons. Lear was no different from an ordinary human, and at this moment the elven boy was running out of breath and chased in the direction of Jory's departure.

Passing by a few wary strangers, Lear just gave them a pitying look.

The next moment, the two sides staggered.

"Boss, let's hurry back to the tribe. I don't feel good. ”

The thin man walked over and patted the leader on the shoulder, and said with an uneasy expression. And when his leader turned around, his eyes were shining bloodshot, and he looked at everyone expressionlessly.

"Ugh. Boss, you're ......."

The leading man suddenly bit on his arm, he used so much force that he wanted to bite off his bones together, and the blood immediately hit his face, and the hideous man let out an inexplicable roar in his throat, like extreme pain, more like incomparable fear.

Blood gushed from his arm, and the others stared at the "crazy" leader, momentarily shocked by the leader's self-mutilating behavior without warning.

The blood that flowed did not penetrate into the ground, but poured down the man's arm, condensing a stalk of blood in his hand...... Long whip.

"Something is not right, be careful!"

The vigilant shouts followed, followed by a whip that tore through the wind. The strong blood whip swung in the hand of the leader man, ruthlessly tearing the bodies of one companion after another, like a man who has been stricken, the whites of his eyes are rapidly alternating with blood-colored dark light, and the muscles of his face are twisted, obviously very painful and fearful, but the movements of his hands are becoming more and more fierce every time.

"Quick... Escape!! The boss is crazy!! ”

"O God! When will the boss use a whip! ”

What followed was a fratricidal crush, screams and begs for mercy resounded hysterically throughout the land, and the two guys with a little better luck immediately turned and fled when they saw that the situation was wrong.

In the distance, Jory paused, he reached out and snapped his fingers.

Almost at the same moment, the leader who was far behind slaughtering his younger brother like a madman, his body suddenly stiffened for a moment, and the next moment, the sky-high fire illuminated the gloom of the dark forest. The sky lantern that formed a large fission-like fireball instantly engulfed the two men who were about to turn around.

In a short moment, the firelight dissipated, the distorted air splashed the remaining sparks, and on the charred earth, there were two more upright humanoid cokes.

"Whew...... Call...... Jory ...... "Lear, who was panting and catching up, said to Jory with a bitter smile on his face, "Wait for me, I'm almost unable to catch up with you." ”

However, Jory just stared at the monk in front of him, and didn't seem to hear Lear's grumbling.

Seinfeld with a bare ass, a woman with a bare upper body, and even if Jory lets go of the superior demon Elius, he won't let go of the two of them. Hate? Yes, if it weren't for the girl who used her power to overthrow herself, if it wasn't for Seinfeld abusing her power to fire herself, that night, Jory wouldn't have gone downstairs to buy a charger for a trip.

Without the two of them, Jory wouldn't have died and wouldn't have come to this damned world.

But this is just an incentive to promote hatred, the main culprit is not them, compared to the hatred in front of him, in fact, what is more important to Jory, how is his girlfriend Bai Jing doing recently? Did the evil lady who drove her car and killed her hurt her? Also, is my grandmother still wrenched in grief......

After a while, as if he had found a good spot, the monk stopped, and he stood still in the clearing, turning back to face the ordinary people whose minds were being controlled.

It's almost time......

"Poof!"

The first ordinary person who stood frozen in place fell to the ground, as if it was touching the time to turn on, and one by one the ordinary people who stood still fell to the ground, lying on the ground unconscious.

At this time, Jory walked over. At his feet was an unconscious newcomer, Jory hunched over his upper body and stared at the monk with gloomy eyes.

Being stared at by such blatant eyes, it would be strange if the monks couldn't find Jori, not to mention that Jory was only ten meters away from him. It's just that the duty of a monk is just to bring newcomers out of the psychic temple and into the place of death elimination, and after roughly talking about the rules of death elimination, everything has nothing to do with monks.

As for the gloomy young man in front of him, who was not easy to deal with at first glance, this monk did not make enemies of the other party for a group of irrelevant lambs, and you must know that the duties of a monk are not nannies.

"Don't!"

A sudden scream broke the silence between Jory and the monk, and it turned out to be the unconscious newcomer who regained consciousness and came to his senses. Their thoughts and actions were a chain reaction, with the first newcomer screaming from the ground, and the others waking up in panic or confusion.

At a cursory glance, there are about seven or eight people.

The rotten musty smell blew in the breeze and blew on the slugs between the fat man's legs, slamming the cicada, and the fat man was directly awakened by freezing. As soon as he opened his eyes, what Seinfeld saw in his small eyes was a dark night sky.

Crawling up in a daze, Seinfeld habitually rubbed his eyes and turned his head to see his employees looking at him in confusion. This employee is his authoritarian assistant and serves as both a cashier and a secretary.

What is a secretary?

There is something to do for the secretary, and there is nothing to do for the secretary.

The musty smell blew in the wind, not only making Seinfeld's slugs cold for a while, but also blowing Elena's naked upper body cold. Maybe it was the coldness that brought a touch of clarity to the two of them, first of all, Elena was a little more awake, her confused eyes looked around, and saw a few people who had also just woken up, just as confused as herself, and they were all slowly looking at themselves.

The chill in her chest made Elena lower her head and glance at her body.

The skin is white and smooth, showing a soft feeling. Two loose breasts. Fang Zai shook as his body shook......

"Ah!!h

A high-pitched scream erupted in her throat, and Elena instinctively covered her chest with her hands, thinking that it was not enough, and lifted her skirt to cover her chest.

"Ahh

The bare-bottomed Seinfeld screamed, his hands on his crotch, looking at the strange eyes of the other strangers, Seinfeld was so ashamed that he almost wanted to hit his head to death.

After the initial panic, Seinfeld was a man after all, and the leadership of the years was not in vain, and the face comparable to the city wall only made Seinfeld panic for a moment, and finally calmed down before Elena. Hurriedly took a look at the unfamiliar environment nearby, and there were unfamiliar faces......

Oh, my God! Strangers dressed in all kinds of costumes, just at a glance, there are office workers with briefcases, migrant workers with hard hats, girls in tights like future soldiers, and tMD has a magician with a staff!

Why do you think the other party is a magician at first glance? The mysterious dark blue robe, the underwear with intricate carvings on the chest, especially the wooden staff that this guy is carrying, the wooden staff that is more than a meter long, and the top is inlaid with a clear and huge amethyst, how do you look like a mage.

God, what's going on!

As a result, before God came to save Seinfeld, he saw another familiar face.

Dressed in a black and red leather robe, blood flowed down his chest and abdomen, and the pale-faced young man covered his chest with one hand, while his terrifying eyes stared at the other for a moment...... The man in the black robe.

Wait......

This young man with terrible eyes seems to have seen him somewhere...... (To be continued......)