Despite his reluctance to fight this woman, Trev must take the Chaos Claw from his father's body in order to weaken him, hoping that this woman can be persuaded by himself.

However, what Trev didn't expect was that the woman in front of him heard him ask for Chaos Claw, and she didn't refuse him.

"You want this?" Enola's finger was on her eyebrows, and the skin touched by her fingertips slowly burned with a magnificent fire spell: "But it's not mine, I don't have the ability to control it, and I can't give it to you." As she spoke, Enola looked at the pale-skinned Trev, the brilliance in her eyes lit up again, and she pinched her fingers with a little nervousness, and Enola asked with a hint of uneasiness, "Are you......?" Trev? ”

Hearing this, Trev's brows furrowed, his expression that had just relaxed because Enola was a human was tense again, as if he was called out by Enola's name when they met for the first time, which made his heart sink down, instead of answering Enola's question, Trev was on a faint guard, he went straight to the point, and said in a deep voice with a cold face: "I don't want to hurt you, as long as you stand there and don't move and let me take the Chaos Claw, I can promise you that I will leave immediately." ”

"What a touching soap opera, I'm almost crying!" The angry female voice came from far to near.

A ghostly pink glimpse flashed out of the city gate, revealing Arya, with long bright red hair, pulling out her mop with an angry face and throwing it at Treve's head. This kind of simple throwing object can be dodged at Tref's speed, but Trev didn't open the mop more, and directly reached out to hold the mop that Arya smashed over, and he looked at Arya's angry face with a worried expression: "It's been a long time, Aunt Arya, your temper is still like this...... Hot. ”

Trev seemed to be in a dilemma, he wanted Enola's Chaos Claws, but somehow alarmed the Bloodspreader. Arya's ghostly speed Trev remembers it vividly, it can be said that in order to be able to clean every corner of Castlevania in time, Arya's ability is the most outstanding in terms of speed, she wants to move anywhere in the castle, the speed will be very fast, but it is difficult for anyone who is targeted by Arya's garbage or living people, it is difficult to escape her pursuit.

What particularly troubles Trev is Arya's paranoid personality and her close relationship with her own mother, whom Trev had already called her aunt. As the only person left close to his mother before her death, the last thing Trev wanted to meet was Arya, because he couldn't draw his sword against Arya, and his speed was not as fast as Arya, so it was difficult to run.

"Young master, your wings are stiff, and I, a slave, have no right to accuse you." With one arm crossed, Arya walked straight in front of Trev with a smashing step, and Arya's face was almost on the verge of Trev's black breastplate. Trev was a full head taller than Arya. The suppression of height did not make the grumpy maid flinch at all, she crossed her waist to look up at Treve's face, and rebuked with confidence: "I don't care where you fly with your wings, but you should never hurt the master with your rebellious behavior." I told you 2,000 years ago that I will beat you once when I see you in the future, and I will kill you even if the master comes back today! I'm going to discipline you rebellious little hairy man for Mary! ”

Leaning back, Arya swung her leg and slammed it into Tref's neck, the windless leg shadow about to sweep over her. Trev's crossarm was blocked by his side, and Arya was instantly shocked by Tref's armour and flew out with a metallic thud. Trev remained firmly in place.

"Please don't blame me, Aunt Arya." Indifferently looking at the phantom that Arya flew again, Trev suddenly rushed towards Enola, who was defenseless and was immediately grabbed by Trev's forearm and pulled into the sky.

Behind Treve's black armor, a pair of wide black wings stretched out, which looked like the flesh wings of a bat, but on closer inspection, they were actually not flesh and blood wings, but a high-density form of black mist with no physical matter.

Arya's speed is unattainable, yes, but no matter how fast she is, she has a fatal drawback, that is, she can't fly. In the closed environment of Castlevania, Arya's weakness of not being able to fly is not visible, but in the open air, Arya is like a live target that moves quickly on the ground. And Arya has never left Castlevania, because only when she is in the castle, Castlevania can give Arya a steady stream of vitality, if she leaves the castle without providing a source of vitality, Arya will soon be weakened.

"If you have the ability, don't come down in this life!!"

To Treve's surprise, Arya actually stepped out of the range of Castlevania, chased Trev out of the castle as he flew into the air, and followed closely on the ground below Trev, and Trev would follow closely when she flew one meter away! She recklessly chased her out of Castlevania.

Treve, who had always been sensible, glanced down, and Arya was biting below in the black wasteland, her blood-red eyes staring at Trev fiercely, just waiting for the moment when Trev landed.

Trev ignored Arya's unexpected persistence, as he remembered that Arya would soon lose her strength as soon as she walked out of the castle, and that it would be easy for Trev to get rid of her when she flew away, and then he could negotiate with the woman with the Chaos Claws.

If she was really willing to hand over the Chaos Claws, Trev would breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, hoping that she wouldn't refuse.

But this woman ......

Trev always felt that Enola gave him a very strange feeling, like a bloodline attraction, and if it weren't for the fact that Trev was also a vampire and had a keen attraction to blood, he would have thought it was an illusion. Could it be that the woman he grabbed was related to him?

Tref, who was flying high in the air, subconsciously looked towards Enola, and almost at the same moment, he heard Arya's sharp shouts below.

"Mary! You're not going to help me knock this bastard down! ”

"Don't get used to him, Mary? Mary, did you hear that? Knock him down, and we'll fix this stinky boy who doesn't know filial piety! ”

…… Mary?

Trev stopped his flight abruptly, and he took Enola's arm and hung it high in the air, staring in amazement at the woman who was staring straight at him.

……

The icy Far North, a perennial off-limits area for the living. The cold wind mixed with the blade-like ice chips, blowing on the fragile skin can easily leave shallow blood marks, and the extremely cold and low temperature cannot allow humans to live here, not only the environment is harsh. This extremely cold land is also home to many ferocious beasts and some brutal monsters.

And today, an Iceland in the north has set foot on an uninvited guest.

Carrying the black dragon totem, Jory was dressed in a dark red trench coat like solidified blood, and in his left hand he carried an ice-blue long sword that was colder than ice and snow.

"Where are you going to flee? Baby elk. ”

Just about to enter the icicle-filled island in front of him, he didn't think that Jory seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then a sneer on the corner of Jory's mouth melted in the blink of an eye, he seemed to want to laugh heartily, but he felt that what was in front of him was not the occasion for him to laugh. So Qiao Li only restrained his gloomy and murderous momentum, he easily waved his left arm and waved the Void Sword twice, and said indifferently to the dead island: "Put down what doesn't belong to you, and I'll give you a chance to go back to your master to report the news." ”

However, there was no voice to answer Jory, and all around him was the sound of the rushing water and the cold and unforgiving wind.

But not long after Jory's words fell, a violent earthquake suddenly struck the icicle-strewn island, and the sea on the shore boiled at this moment.

Feeling the violent vibration of the island under his feet to his legs, Jory stood steady like a mountain in the cold wind. He snorted lightly, and said softly in a playful voice: "Give you a chance, you want to die, and the fragments of time are not your thing." Holding on to it will only make you die worse. ”

The islands were shaken by the severe earthquake, the dense icicle forests trembled, and the surrounding coastline was horizontally undulating during the earthquake. The island beneath Jory's feet shook again, as if it had been torn apart by some force, and the whole island suddenly rose in a collapsing icicle. The island on which Jory was standing tilted from the plane for a moment.

The slanting arc made Jory's feet rub against the snow and ice and slide downward, Jory glanced downward, he stepped on the root of an icicle, looking at the island that was becoming more and more vertical, at this time he didn't know that the thing that had used the fragment of time to lure himself here, with the intention of ambushing him, he had been waiting for him to chase after him.

The island was alive, or rather a behemoth disguised as an island, and Jory stood on these icicles stuck upside down in the vertical ice, and he looked up at the silhouette of the top above, and from this angle, Jory could roughly see a head rising at the end of the island directly above, and turned around, and a giant one-eyed turned to stare at Jory.

Compared to the island-like behemoth, the dense icicles on its back are as small and dense as body hair, and Jory standing at the base of an icicle looks like a flea.

In Jory's usual playful smile, his calm demeanor seemed to infuriate the giant creature, it roared like a substantial sound, and the majestic body rose again, and then the giant creature fell backwards slowly and heavily, throwing its back towards the cold water, and Jory, who stood on one of the body hairs on its back, was the first to face the bombardment of the sea, and the terrifying tonnage of this creature.

The island troll jumped back and threw Jory underneath it on the spot, seeing that a small island at least a few hundred tons was about to smash Jory into the sea, Jory sneered as he continued to fall: "You want to compare my body to me? As he spoke, Jori's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his pupils constricted and suddenly released a surging tyrannical scarlet aura, only to see that his round pupils, which were originally human, suddenly turned into the vertical eyes of beasts at this moment, and an extremely viscous blood mist erupted all over his body.

Almost at the same time, the island troll pressed the blood mist of Jory and its back into the sea, and it smashed its body directly into the sea with a back jump, the huge size and unimaginable tonnage, stirring up waves tens of meters high at the sea level, and a man-made tsunami was formed instantly.

The sea level has sunk by more than ten meters, and it is foreseeable how violent a tsunami will occur when the subsidence level rises again. The black shadows that were lurking in the nearby waters jumped out of the sea, and they spread their black wings, staring at the surface of the sea that showed a huge crater in the cold wind.

There were hundreds of black-winged people scattered over the sea, all of them in uniform black robes, exposing half of their chests, both men and women. Except that there will be slight differences in their respective weapons. These black-winged men who covered their faces all belonged to the same faction, wearing standard clerical cloaks, and their exposed skin was carved with strange rune marks.

"Dead?"

Although most of the Blackwings were scattered, there were still one or two Blackwings gathered in close proximity, and just now there was a different Blackwingman who asked his companions beside him.

"Lord Sacrifice, I don't think a single pressure from the guardian beast can crush him, but we can take advantage of his half-dead opportunity to capture him alive." The humble blackwingman paused for a moment, his black wings flapping against the icy wind. Continued: "It's been a long time since our race returned to the mortal world of Aitharas, I feel that the continent has changed a lot, I think that strange person will provide us with interesting information, like this, please look at ......"

The black-winged man who flew over took off his gloves, and he stretched out his palm towards his priest, and flipped his palm, only to see a silver spell mark light up in his palm.

"It's a strong fluctuation in time and space. What is it? ”

The Blackwing Priest was obviously attracted by this silver-gray curse mark, and judging by his reaction, it seemed that he was very unfamiliar with the curse mark, otherwise he would not have asked what it was.

"I don't know. But I think the guy who was pressed down into the deep sea by the guardian beast will know what it is. The black-winged man with the silver spell sigil looked towards the raging sea: "The human who chased me just now, he called this thing a fragment of time. ”

"The world is changing. New power has sprouted, and it turns out that it is because of the changes in the world......" The Blackwing Priest sighed, his arm pointing to the sea below. He commanded: "Go and call the psychic to go over and appease the guardian beast, don't let it really kill that human, if that person is not dead, bring him up, remember to put a spirit flail on him." ”

Not long after the Blackwing Sacrifice finished its order, a Blackwinged man with a restless expression flew over and reported: "The emotions of the guardian beast have become very intense, we can't appease the guardian beast, and the psychic has lost communication with it. ”

"Huh? I can't communicate with the guardian beast anymore, what's going on? ”

The dazed black-winged man shook his head, "I don't know. ”

However, it didn't take long for all the Blackwings to see that a thick blood-red column of water suddenly shot out from the surface of the stormy sea, followed by a cry of pain and fear.

"Bang!!"

The furious rolling sea stood still for a moment without warning, and then a huge black shadow flew close to the surface of the sea from the depths of the sea, and the black-winged man, who wanted to get closer to the surface of the sea to see why the guardian beast had not moved, was suddenly frightened and scurried up in all directions.

I saw a huge wave of water like an island rise on the surface of the sea, and the island monster with a frosty body slammed through the sea, bursting into the air with a river-like blood.

The black-winged people who saw this scene were all frightened, they remembered, this island troll was clearly a sea creature, and it couldn't fly at all, but at this moment, what happened when it flew into the air, why did it look like this troll was thrown out of the bottom of the sea by something? And what's going on with the blood stains on it!

The shocking fangs and gnaws have left many bleeding wounds on the surface of the island troll's body, and God knows what this nearly invincible giant creature has encountered at the bottom of the ocean before!

But soon, these dazed and shocked Blackwings found the murderer who had harmed the island trolls.

"Poof—"

A huge wave rose on the surface of the sea again, and just as the sea broke open, a hideous head that did not belong to the island troll was the first to splash out, the head had no scales, all of them were fine barbs like metal, the scarlet giant eyes did not have a trace of white, and the eye sockets were completely a shocking blood red.

The complete body of the Calamity Dragon, after fusing the Heart of the Void and the Heart of Chaos, is reaved with the purest bloodline, compared to the last atavistic in the City of Mizuki, the Calamity Dragon that Jori has changed today, his dragon appearance is very different from the last time, and he has tended to the perfect form after the dragon transformation in the previous life.

And in the eyes of those stunned black-winged people, this behemoth that was very similar to the dragon, his ferocious and scarlet eyes, actually showed a very intelligent look, cold and rational.

The evil dragon let out a deep and heavy roar, and his voice sounded directly in the hearts of these black-winged people: "I gave you a chance, but you are self-righteous and want to take my fragments for yourself, and make these ambushes that insult my intelligence, I have no patience anymore." ”

After the dragon, Jori, his cold dragon eyes swept over these winged strangers one by one, for these birdmen who didn't even know what Jory was, and called him human, Jory had indeed lost patience, because he had just received a telepathy from Castlevania, and a high-ranking demon had made meritorious service.

The superior demon brought back his son, and the collective consciousness of Castlevania told him that Trev was with Enola at the moment. (To be continued......)