The blood-stained wetlands are splattered with dead leaves, and the blood is flying!

The chopping axe was tightly grasped by Jory, and he didn't have any superb axe skills, only every blow with all his might!

With a large weapon in hand, Jory frantically erupted in physical energy, shaking the strong man who wielded the mace again and again.

"Uh-"

The dark arrow that suddenly shot pierced into Jory's back muscles, and was diagonally inserted into Jory's back shoulder muscles, and it seemed that under the force of the crossbow at close range, the arrows went deep into the muscle layer for a few points.

Every time I lift my right arm, I feel a sluggish cramp in my back. And at the moment when Jory was stiffened by the arrow, the strong man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up his mace and swept towards Jory, and the other two people around him also crouched down and grabbed Jory's legs.

After a moment's pause, Jory suddenly felt the wind behind him hit his legs, and he kicked out one leg in a few moments, and in order to avoid the attack on his legs, Jory picked up the axe on his shoulder and slammed it into the mace. Unfortunately, the hard shock of the hasty force was destined to be overwhelmed, and the mace smashed into Jory's axe, and the handle of the axe slammed down Jory's shoulder, and his knees bent irresistibly, almost kneeling on the ground.

"Qiang—"

The mace's barbs rubbed against the blade of the axe, creating a harsh sound of metal grinding. Both are power-type, and the friction between the barb and the axe blade bursts out with scorching sparks.

Jory squirmed with bruised muscles, a fierce roar echoed in his throat, and his shoulders against the hilt of the axe rose from the ground with all his strength, pressing back against the strong man.

The fighter whose target was pinned down was so good, how could others let it go? Immediately, all kinds of attacks were blasted at Jory without thinking.

In the blink of an eye, several weapons slashed at Jori's body, and the bloodshot brush that burst out of his body rushed out. The power of the dead can bring extraordinary explosive power to Jory by accelerating the blood flow, but because of the accelerated blood flow, the bleeding level after being traumatized will also be very fast.

The speed of blood flow under high pressure, the speed at which blood spurts from a wound with high pressure, this is the strength and disadvantage of the explosion of the power of the dead. But Jory had no choice, even though he could already feel the blood in his body draining rapidly, and even though he felt that the power of the dead was becoming more and more difficult to maintain, he could not withdraw from the explosive state.

Able to support until now, Jory has exploded with the speed of the power of the dead.

The constitution modified by the plague serum is not a real bloodline, but it has only optimized Jory's physique and weakened his pain nerves, but if he is too injured and loses too much blood, Jory will still be exhausted.

Trying his best to shake off the mace, Jory frantically swung his axe with the momentum of losing both, forcing back the few close men.

Stumbling slightly, Jory gasped for breath and looked at everyone present with blood-colored eyes. Except for the seven or eight people who had fought with him, the remaining twenty or so people were not far away to watch the battle. In other words, Jory still has more than twenty enemies in good condition! Jory's hands and feet were trembling slightly, and he was already showing signs of exhaustion.

Jory, who had been fighting for a long time, stood alone and gasped, like a wounded lone wolf, his fierce gaze did not give way to the enemies who were staring at him. There was blood on his body, both from his enemies and from his own.

Hanging in the air, he held the flower and looked at Jory blankly. Its sapphire eyes reflected the tragic image of Jory covered in blood.

The heavy breathing in Jory's chest, the blood on his body, and the unyielding fierceness on his face were all reflected in his eyes.

Crystal tears welled up from the dotted eyes.

"Woo......"

Dotted hugged Alien Flower, twitching its nose sadly, it flew down in front of Jory, and stretched out its small hand to all enemies, lifting the white Alien Flower.

"Mi, Mi—"

opened his small mouth, nodded reluctantly, and stretched out his little hand to lift the flower out.

Because it felt that these people had come to attack Jory for the strange flower it was holding.

It doesn't want this flower anymore.

With a pleading little face, he held up the white flower and begged them to take it and let Jory go.

"These useless things!"

Some of the more than 20 people who watched the play couldn't stand it, and they hadn't won Jory for so long, how could they please Rhodis? Among the more than twenty people, a few people with mana expertise continued to maintain the spell of the bone trap, and the rest of the people, regardless of melee combat, archers, and mages, walked together to Choriqi to fight.

"Mia, Mimi—"

Dian Dian shook his wings, holding a white flower to stop a strong man who was walking towards Qiao Li with a sneer, and with tears on his little face, he held up the white flower to him and handed it to him.

"I want you all dead!!"

At this moment, as if he had not seen the dots, Jory pounced with his axe, and with great force, slashed the blade of the axe in a semicircle and slashed at his enemy.

After a short break, the battle resumed!

"Whoa—"

In the midst of the struggle with a group of melee encircled enemies, several evil mana rays suddenly shot over, and the first frontal spell attack, Jory didn't have time to dodge all the flying spell rays, and was nailed into his chest by a bone spear.

The body was shocked and took a few steps back, and Jory let out a low roar, grabbed the bone spear in front of his chest and pulled it out directly.

With the axe in front of him, Jory rushed out with all his strength, ignoring the sharp blade that slashed through his body, and in a splash of blood, he rushed out and grabbed a spell caster. This enemy who keeps casting spells like a turret, and he is the first one Jory finds him. When he stretched out his hand to grab the mage in front of him, the other party sneered, and waved his staff to avoid Jory's grasp with a vigorous body.

"Roar!!"

The lion tiger roared suddenly!

This mage dodged Jory's catch, but he didn't dodge his "lion roar"!

The mage, who was in a hurry and confused for a moment, was glad that he was not directly hit by the "Lion Warroar", he staggered and quickly stood firm, and in this brief moment, Jory had already stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar.

Without thinking, he drew a dagger, and the male mage stabbed it into Jory's heart without hesitation.

Jory, who was almost face-to-face distance from the male mage, opened his mouth.

Half a meter distance......

"Roar!!"

At a distance of less than half a meter, it completely withstood the shock wave of the "Lion War Roar"!

The male mage opened his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, the head seemed to be weighed down by a heavy object, and his head was instantly flattened!

This is a feast of flesh and blood.

However, the dots that were holding the different flowers alone, hanging low in the air like an outsider, it saw that there were more and more wounds on Jory's body, even if he was willing to give up the white flowers, no one paid attention to it, and the dots of tears couldn't stop pouring out, whimpering, shaking his wings and flying towards one person after another rushing towards Jory, dotting and trying to stop them, but everyone who came into contact would pass through each other's bodies.

As if knowing that his efforts were completely in vain, he flew to Jory's side with a little bit of white flowers, and looked at him with teary eyes.

Jory didn't look at it, Jory didn't have time to look at it, because every moment of change in the battle could kill him.

"Woo......"

I buried my head a little bit, and tears flowed down one by one.

Suddenly, a mournful elegy echoed from this closed prison.

The singing is so graceful, and the wisps flow into the heart, as if with some kind of magical power, which can heal the wounds of the heart.

Hearing this song, Jory was shocked! Jory is very clear about the dangers of singing a little bit, and a little bit of singing, this is an indiscriminate massacre on a large scale! Just when he was chilling in his heart, he found that the little sad singing did not have a charming soul-seducing timbre.

Beautiful sadness, and a stubborn will.

The tired body seemed to be stimulated by something, and there was an indescribable power that gradually poured out of Jory's body.

Holding the dots of strange flowers, it flew alone over Jori, its eyes closed, its little face still full of tears, and its small mouth opened and closed to sing its elegy, its will.

It was a beautiful sound unlike the lamentation of death, and the song of endless courage echoed through the bone prison, and Jory grasped the axe's hands in such a way that he felt an inexhaustible strength welling up in his body.

The lamentation of death frees the dead and draws the living into the afterlife.

And that hymn will bless the living, bringing them praise, victory, and happiness.

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