After the transformation, Mira undoubtedly raised her combat power by a large margin, and her soaring explosion speed was a few points faster than before, especially with a pair of hands with sharp nails, comparable to sharp metal weapons.

These are also the claws that Mira thinks are the strongest in battle.

Jory, who was holding the blood whip in one hand, smiled playfully, his gaze drifted down faintly, and his gaze fell on Mira's paws.

Suddenly, Mira lunged at Jory with a swift speed, waving her right hand and slashing at his neck.

The shadow of the claw flew by, the firelight flashed, and two instantaneous staggered figures appeared a few meters away from each other.

Jory's neck was torn off an empty notch as expected, but now he kept a playful smile on his face and looked at his left hand.

The flames that flowed like liquid covered Jory's entire left arm, and the flames of the five fingers of his left hand extended outward like five flaming claws.

Blood mist frantically poured into the empty space in his neck to fill the claw marks, and Jory turned around, unscathed, facing his left arm towards Mira.

A strong man who relies on his parents' deceit, no matter how arrogant he is, a strong man who will die without the protection of his parents, is just a little kid who is not beaten in Jory's eyes.

Although Mira is not weak, she is also beautiful.

Next, Jory whipped Mira, a little demon who had inherited the werewolf blood, as much as he could, and scratched the claws of this beautiful werewolf with flames deliberately simulated with a molten heart.

A life-and-death duel between a gentleman and a delightful woman has completely evolved into a scene of Jory whipping and educating children.

The endless invectives of the spectators in the stands fell on deaf ears, and Jory whipped in blood. The advantage of this weapon with a narrow attack range was brought into full play, and the strongest whip position was ruthlessly whipped on Mira.

"Do you hear me? Come back! ”

The voice that sounded in my head was from Jack, who was using spiritism. After contacting Jory shortly after entering the arena, Jack would nudge Jory every once in a while.

"Listen to me, there's a big trouble coming, don't go to the gladiatorial fight, come back quickly, I have something to say to you."

"If, you don't want to die in this trouble......"

The sound of whipping suddenly stopped, and Mira cowered in the corner. After discovering that the pain of the flesh has stopped. She looked forward with humiliation and hatred.

In the gladiatorial arena, there is no Jory anymore.

In the audience, the collective was silent.

Jory won't know what the consequences will be for himself if he regulates this domineering little girl today. Most importantly. Will he survive to get into trouble......

The battle with the Emperor is over. It was over when Jory left the pitch, and it couldn't have been clearer that the winning side was on the side, even though no one wanted to accept that fact.

Jory who left silently. He would give up the pleasure of whipping this squishy girl, just because, Jack said a word in his heart with spiritism.

"Your elven child's rescue may be postponed, perhaps indefinitely. My 'friend' took the initiative to contact me just now, and now I want to see you, he ...... Already known about your existence. ”

By calling on your true name, the gods can bestow the power of power on their followers, almost chasing the great demon of God-like existence, who can rain down nightmarish curses and calamities that kill you invisibly.

Back at the Memory Shop, Jory's red pupils swung and swept towards Jack, who was looking uneasy.

If Jack hadn't mentioned it in the spiritism, at this moment, after knowing a certain situation, Jory inexplicably felt that his actions and thoughts didn't need to be deliberately pushed by himself, and his thoughts would automatically turn around, and his body couldn't help but want to do something.

In the gladiatorial arena just now, he planted blood in the body of the scorpion beast, fused the mist and the molten heart to ignite, and at the same time shocked Mira, he bullied forward and devoured the blood of the scorpion beast, killing two birds with one stone, meticulous planning and action...... This is not Jory's style at all!

The careful premeditation before the battle never entered Jory's battle plan.

It's as if everything is an inexplicable will, urging and influencing Jory's thinking, giving him some kind of hint!

Looking back now, Jory's heart grew tighter. Although extremely reluctant to associate it, is it ...... Have some strange consciousness invaded your mind?

That "friend" of Jack?

Coming back to his senses, Jory fully urged the power of domination, and the only feeling he had at this time was that only the bloodthirsty desire of the power of domination spread all over his body, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of security from being watched.

It is better to have a bloodthirsty desire than to be drawn by an inexplicable will without realizing it!

Jack, who was waiting in the store as scheduled, became nervous when he saw Jory, he straddled the burden on his shoulders, worried with a little regret, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up and go with me, don't let my friend wait, he is trying to break the spatial level and get close to this world!" ”

Flesh and blood, the demon of nothingness, after obtaining the bloodline, began to sublimate the bloodline, praying to eliminate the remaining human bloodline and obtain a purer bloodline, and when the pure bloodline reaches a certain extreme, there will be an irresistible will to pull it out of the continent of Aitsalas.

Castlevania will be the final gathering place for that ultimate evolutionary body.

Unless the will of the city personally gives the territory and sends the ultimate life in the castle to defend it, those ultimate demons who are the embodiment of terror will be semi-imprisoned in the castlevania in order not to cause large-scale indiscriminate killings by the native forces.

In fact, if you seek out the oldest wise man and ask about the tragic situation when there was no order, the wise man will tell you a terrible history.

A certain house, no one should enter, and those who do not enter will be haunted by inexplicable vicious forces, and the actual resentment will turn into terrifying evil spirits, haunting you until they pull you into hell.

It could also be an unintentional discourse, a reference to a taboo that should never be exported, it could be someone's name, an ordinary description of the appearance of a stone carving, or even a few words that are too ordinary to be spoken, but anyone who comes into contact with them. Their bodies will soon be found in a terrible shape, and some will disappear from the world without even a corpse.

There is no murderer, no motive to kill, and an invisible shadow of viciousness can spread out like an out-of-control virus, turning the realm of life into endless horror and death.

Jack was in a hurry.

He was in a hurry.

Because Jack knew that his friend was rushing from the inner world of Castlevania to the real world recklessly. To know. Spiritism in addition to psychic communication with Jori. Jack also had a conversation with the demon.

He could hear the demon's whisper, and he could hear the space of the world in Castlevania, the groans of the demon as it broke through. Recite.

Recklessly, he ran out of the inner world and left Castlevania into real space. If he had come here. Appears in the city of Gulenhar......

Even if it wasn't his intention. But as long as he appears, then all the life forms below the high demons will feel the horror of doom and death without discrimination.

This is. A true superior demon.

His existence, even if it distorts the truth of the world by itself, replaces the materialistic reality with idealism, destroys the rules of the world, the embodiment of chaos descending on the earth, and the symbol of the materialization of terror.

By being self-existent, we can distort the world of reality. The distance and estrangement of space can no longer hinder his steps, and the long or short time can no longer decay and age.

Even if the body is destroyed and the soul is destroyed, as long as someone knows his name, this demon will not be completely forgotten...... He is eternal and immortal, and the eternal truth lives in the fear of men.

The living form that can distort reality and continue to exist with the fear of human beings - the superior demon!

Perhaps, the superior demon can no longer be described as a living entity, and the sound and words associated with it are the curse of calamity, and the ontology will distort reality and truth when it comes to the world.

This is the power of calamity that only a hero-level immortal will can resist, and the strongest hero of Camelot will not be swept into a distorted reality by the superior demons.

The sky is obviously about to end the polar night, and it is about to enter the day.

Shortly after Jack and Jory left the city, he noticed that there seemed to be an extra scarlet blood color on the horizon, covering the entire sky, as if to replace the impending day.

Shaking his head vigorously, Jory opened his eyes, and the sky was still dark and bright as the night was about to pass.

It seems that the ominous blood that appeared faintly in the sky just now is just an illusion.

"Hoo ......"

I breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be dazzled......

"Jack, is this the person you said can heal your body, the rank of the half-demon three-star, the resentment blood that I can't even solve, what can he do for you."

A delicate and crisp child's voice came from behind Jack. Jack's body stiffened, and he gave Jory a cautious look, lest Jory would not be able to withstand the power of the curse when he saw the real body of his "friend", and he would die instantly, Jack did not dodge at the first time, so that Jory could see the person who appeared behind him.

"I almost lost my eyes, the last time I saw you, I thought you were just an ordinary half-demon, if it weren't for your contact with Jack, which deepened my fate with you, I wouldn't have been able to touch your fate line."

A small lilac hand suddenly reached out from behind Jack's back and grabbed the corner of Jack's clothes.

The purple-skinned little girl with the basket on her back walked out from behind Jack. Raising her immature and cute little face, she was just about to say something, when suddenly her eyes focused on Jory's chest.

"Hey, that's ...... Miscellaneous...... What...... East...... West ......"

The cute little face suddenly elongated, and the crisp child's voice suddenly became as low as a demon's roar, and the two big watery eyes suddenly turned into two bottomless holes.

"Tick ......"

"Tick."

"Tick!"

A few drops of bright red liquid fell from the sky, raindrops like blood fell on the earth, and whirlpools appeared in the surrounding air, bottomless dark and malice, as if they were about to rush into the real world from those whirlpools.

A wasteland outside the dark forest, growing colder and colder, gradually giving rise to blood and ominous signs.

"Enough!" Jack suddenly roared, "Elius!" ”

Old Jack's thunderous roar was like a basin of cold water in a half-asleep and half-awake room, dousing blood and ominous signs.

The sky, still the cloudy sky, with feet on the ground beyond the dark forest, no ghost cries, no twisted air, and no terrifying incarnation trying to burrow into the real world.

There is only an old man with a helpless face and a faint inferiority complex, and under his feet is an ordinary wilderness. Jory looked at the little girl with the basket on his back for a moment, his eyes flashed with dark red shadows, not so much looking at the little girl, but looking at the dark shadow behind the little girl.

The little girl is just a puppet, a shell.

There is a terrifying avatar who has broken into real space from the world of Castlevania, and is presenting a part of the incomplete reality in front of Joe in a way that occupies it.

The superior demon, Elius, is no longer known in his true form, and his name is like an endless nightmare. In fact, every high-ranking demon represents endless terror and death, and the unique reality-distorting power of the high-ranking demon is enough to quietly wipe out countless lives.

"Jack, give me some reason, so that I don't waste a chance to come out and breathe."

The previous image of an elongated face and a low and gloomy voice has reverted to an ordinary little girl, this little girl with dark purple skin, the innocence and simplicity on her face have gradually become indifferent and ruthless.

Although it was the appearance of a little girl, Jack never felt that this was the true form of his old friend, but just a shell...... (To be continued......)