His appearance is very familiar, so familiar that it has only been more than a month since the last separation.

Since he was separated from Lear in the Hills of the Dead, Jory has been entangled in many foreign affairs and has not seen him again, and now, Jory has met him again, this somewhat depressed but forced laughter Elven boy, at this moment, he is wearing a hollow emerald armor, but his eyes are as black as ink, as deep and dark as the black canopy.

Jory knew very well that the elven boy he knew was gone, and in his place was an ancient god who had taken possession of his body!

"The world is changing too fast, in the blink of an eye, I don't know how many years have passed, I almost forget who I am, I only remember that there was a group of innocent little guys who woke me up from the darkness in a vain attempt to replace my strength." The unknown Old God, with Lear's face, speaks a language that no one understands, but the meaning of his words can be conveyed in the hearts of every living being.

Shaking his hands, the old god half-leaned over, he showed a thoughtful look at Jori, and communicated in the form of spiritual words: "Your divinity, déjà vu...... tyrannical, angry, too much like 'him'...... Oh? There is another one, ah......" As he spoke, the Old God looked at Enola with Lear's eyes, "This...... Interestingly, the divinity of the same person appears in different people. ”

In the face of the endless army teleported by the blood tide of Castlevania, the old god turned his gaze to the blood mist of Jory, and the face that still belonged to Lear showed a puzzled look, and his eyebrows locked towards the center of his eyebrows.

In the midst of the endless army of monsters, Enola and the other humans were as still as water...... Or Enola is the only one who is as still as water, surrounded by hideous-looking monsters, under Enola's calm face, she has already prepared to die, and the rest of the human beings are not like Enola's quiet, they are silent one by one, and the breath emitted by the ancient gods is already like a rope around their necks. It suffocated them, and now they were all surrounded by demons, and several human powerhouses were about to despair, and they regretted their behavior of rushing into the sky because of confidence and curiosity...... Why are you here to muddy the waters!

Those demons were better, they were in an endless army of monsters, after all, they all belonged to the same camp, and in addition to their fear of the ancient gods, they could only be shocked by the current situation in front of them. Just look at the ocean-like legion around them, Sean, Lodaia and the demons they lead. There is an inexplicable illusion, as if this should be a battle between someone and that ancient god, they have all arranged today's confrontation, but they and others just don't know whether to live or die and plug in, as cannon fodder to decorate the battle......

What is this called......

Unlike Sean, who is ruthless and impulsive by nature, Lodaia has a shrewd mind, otherwise she would not have married the lord of Mizuki City for so long without showing her feet, she is the first of the demons to calm down, calm down. Lodaia immediately looked towards the blood mist suspended above the demon army.

Realizing Lodaia's gaze, Sean and the others also looked towards the blood mist, only to see the illusory blood mist floating above the demon army, switching back and forth between the fog and the human form. Since the demons were facing Jory sideways, they could clearly see the blood-colored waterfall behind Jori. He didn't move, none of the demon army below dared to move, the hideous demon beside Sean. Their blood-red eyes almost wanted to tear these guys apart, but they forced themselves to resist the bloodthirsty impulse.

Suddenly, Sean remembered that not long ago, he had questioned the origin of the blood mist demon. Intending to tear this guy of unknown origin apart......

It's all a few fools who don't know whether they are alive or dead, roaring and singing loudly as cannon fodder, and inserting themselves into the battle between him and that ancient god!

They are the spies of Mizuki City, and that demon is not in the same dimension at all! Not to mention the demon who seems to be related to blood, it's these legion demon warriors he conjured, and he can pick out two or three hundred at random to gnaw at them!

Nodding, the ancient god suddenly looked at Qiao Li, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled: "Oh...... I remembered that thousands of years ago, a visitor from another world traveled here with his castle and fought a human, and the aftermath of that battle woke me up once...... The one with the castle is you, right? ”

The unknown language of the old gods came out of his mouth, but after it was spit out, it was transformed from the language of the spirit into a language that any intelligent creature could understand. And when those Terran powerhouses and demons heard these spiritual words, they were instantly stunned...... This time there was no distinction between humans and demons, because the fragments they heard contained too shocking information.

Thousands of years ago, the people who brought the castle were visitors from the otherworldly realm...... It was as if a curtain had been lifted before their eyes.

"No, no, no, no......" The old god had just finished speculating on Jori's identity, but immediately denied it: "He's not as weak as you." ”

Soon, Jory responded to this self-talking ancient god with practical actions, whether it was the reason why he had been lonely for too long and couldn't help talking too much, or because of something else, after this period of time to fill in the troops, Jory's monster army has expanded to a limit number, a maximum limit today. The 200,000 souls of the dead who climbed up from the river of the dead, restored their lost flesh and blood by demon blood, rebuilt the peak strength of their former lives, and looked like a land floating on the pale ocean, and the number alone was an extremely terrifying advantage.

"Whether I'm weak or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

Two scarlet eyes flashed in the blood mist, and Qiao Li shouted: "Since you're here, don't go!" Give me eternal sleep! ”

"Whew-"

"Bang choke ......"

The headless undead knights charged in several columns, and the ghouls on their horses raised their bony trombones on their horses and sounded the horn of attack. He saw a torrent of black oppression, swept towards the ancient god like waves, and he, a lonely boat, stood on the withered earth and faced the fierce wind and waves formed by the demon army alone, his face still with a look of interest in Jori, hovering in inexplicable sentimentality and joy.

The Headless Horsemen charge fast, but their juggernaut is faster than they do. A jumbled roar echoed in his head, and Jory knew that these were the howls of the dead souls of the Dead River, but they couldn't shake his mind. As he flew straight towards the Old Gods, Jory landed on the ground and used his legs to burst out at a faster speed, making him the first to confront the Old Gods!

"Give it to me, get out of his body!"

As soon as his body turned, Jory picked up the long whip and spun it on the ground, and when he was still six or seven meters away from the Old God, the Circle of Withering Circle's range whip shadow loop rotated at high speed, and pounced angrily on the Old God.

Tilting his neck sideways, the old god bared his teeth and bit his lip slightly, and he chuckled: "Ignorant ......"

The high-speed explosive force, with three angles of force, shook the blood whip, forming a withering ring comparable to a meat grinder, and the appearance of the blood shadow tornado crashed into the ancient gods, but the other party did not move, standing in place and letting the violent storm run over him.

Jory's long whip hit the target, judging from the momentary froze of the hand, he did indeed concentrate on the target, and the old god-possessed Lear was indeed swept up by his own withering ring, but Jory did not have the joy of gaining the upper hand, only a heavier and heavier heart.

The whip shadow tornado tore the body of the ancient god to its heart's content, and from the outside, you could see the body possessed by the ancient god, which was ground little by little in the blood-colored whirlwind, but there was a heavy dark light, which filled the ground parts of the ancient god's body more violently than the speed of destruction, and he still had vicissitudes and amazement in his eyes, and watched Jory release the whip with a bit of appreciation.

It's useless to go on like this!

Just as Jory was about to change his move, the dark eyes of the ancient god opened slightly, and he saw a black dot that was so small that it was difficult to detect emerge from the tip of the ancient god's nose...... In just an instant, Jory felt an indescribable majesty, and without thinking about it, he immediately put away the blood whip and flew backwards, but ...... It's late.

Black dots thinner than a human hair floated out of the tip of the old god's nose, and at the same moment Jory had flown out of the jaw several meters away, but sometimes the distance of matter alone was pale. The Gu God's stunned eyes were slightly raised, and a faint smile of vicissitudes gradually appeared on his face, and the next moment, endless darkness engulfed the space around the Gu God for a hundred meters, as if a little bit had expanded into a black hole in an instant. Jory had no room to dodge at all, and disappeared into the mutated black hole with the Old Gods.

If you look this way from the best vantage point in the distance, you will see that there was nothing a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, a black spherical energy structure appeared in the land where Jory and the Old God were located, swirling with a restrained dark light.

Almost at the same moment that Jory was engulfed in, one of the two-headed ghouls in the army of monsters that charged over suddenly dried up, only to let out a wail, and then lost his vitality in an instant.

"That's all you have? I'm so itchy......"

In the depths of the black hole, Jory's voice sounded behind the ears of the old god. (To be continued......)