Chapter 308: The Battle of Abandonment (I)
The Void Divinity, cold and lonely, like the breath of frost blowing from the deep cold hell, its coldness can no longer be described by the senses of the flesh, the divine power that can freeze the mind, the moment Josel raised the red chains, the chains that meandered towards Jory had spread a layer of frost.
There is no mana fluctuation of the ice system, and the chill that emanates from the depths of the heart is the power of freezing the chain, but all creatures that are touched by this chain will be frozen by this deep cold from the heart.
"Let me show you how strong our family's hatred has been for countless years, Dracula-" Ice-stained chains swirled around Jossell, his toe point bursting up, his right hand changing the angle of the chains as fast as lightning, while aiming the back of his left hand at Jory. Josser's face was full of melted cuticles, his miserable white eyes suddenly sharpened, and the back of his hand suddenly lit up with a dark blue spell mark.
"Drink!!"
The Chaos Realm, which was sprayed with the scorching breath of magma, became cold and abnormal without warning at this moment, and the moment the cold wind blew, Jory turned slightly sideways and stared directly at a cold afterimage passing in front of the tip of his nose.
What is forgotten......
It wasn't until he saw Joser himself that Jory felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart, so he didn't want to fight Jossell, he didn't want to fight him.
The shadow of Josser's whip flashed, but Jory didn't have time to dodge the spell he unleashed. At the moment when Josel flashed a ghostly light on the back of Jory's hand, Jory suddenly felt his body stiffen.
An eerie dark blue phantom appeared behind Jori, and the cold aura that was close to death suddenly spread from Jory's back to his whole body.
"Whew!"
The sharp light of the knife flickered, faster than a streamer, more bland than a breeze, but Jory looked down at his chest, his hand touching his chest, poofing...... Bloodshot out!
Jory's body, from the left waist to the right ribs, was cut out in a smooth plane. When his upper body separated from his lower body, he flew diagonally along the incision.
Turning his head, Jory looked behind him, and the image that caught his eye was a phantom against a hot, dark red background.
A giant phantom floating in the air. The illusory form was draped in a ghostly purple cloak, and the two ghostly soul fires in the hood were numb and hollow, and the phantom holding a giant white bone scythe five meters long looked down at Jory's upper body indifferently and numbly.
When the upper body flew away from his body, Jory's eyes widened slightly in distraction: "Chriss?!" ”
In the notes that the Demon Source Codex recorded for Dracula called "Diary of Sins", the contents of which are impressively listed by this eerie skeleton. Can't tell the gender of males and females.,Whereabouts come and go without a trace.,The ...... in charge of keeping watch over the time tower and monitoring the flow of time Jinni!
Throughout Castlevania, the only and pure true god for countless years, the god of death Chriss! As soon as the spell mark on the back of Josser's hand came out, the large skeleton was as everyone knew it. Appeared behind Jory without warning, and it wasn't until his scythe sliced his body cut open that Jory became aware of the existence of the true god.
But why...... Chriss, why did he make a move on himself?
Looking at the two numb soul fires in the illusory hood, Jory's heart was shocked, isn't Chrissi being controlled by Josser's thinking? No...... He didn't have the ability to restrain a god. It can also control its thoughts.
But this ghostly and nihilistic temperament makes it difficult for people to imperceptible to the characteristics of existence, and in Jori's impression, only the Grim Reaper of the Time Tower possesses.
The unreal skeleton, the purple cloak he wore swayed strangely, and the shadow of the cloak seemed to envelop Jory completely. The skull inside the hood gently opened its jawbone and slowly spewed out a long, low, cold breath.
"Ha ............"
The creepy chill gradually rose to its peak. Jory didn't know why Chrysses would appear here to be his enemy, and he didn't know how Chrysses, as a true god, could run out after Josser released a spell mark, but one thing Jory knew very well was that Chrysses was fully capable of killing his own life, and once Jory was split into pieces by this skeleton. Although he will not die, he will have to sleep in unknown years, and he does not know when he will wake up.
Aware of the imminent crisis, Jory had no choice but to take a serious look at Josel again.
"Khooth!"
The illusory skeleton raised its bone scythe, and his movements were so slow. But Jory didn't think that the Grim Reaper would compete with him in slow motion, God knows where the Grim Reaper would suddenly appear in the next moment, and when Jory realized that maybe he had been divided again.
"Dracula!!"
As the upper half of his cut body flew upside down, Jossel flashed head-on, this legendary powerhouse who had already surpassed the heroes of the Terrans, and his strength was by no means comparable to Enola. Coupled with the shadow of death looming around him, Jory had no choice but to ignore the distractions in his heart.
Seeing Jory's blood-spurting upper body fly into the range covered by Josser's chains, and at this time, Jory's waist and legs slowly fell, Jossell's body seemed to see that he was about to defeat the Demon King, but reason understood that this was just the initial test of the two, because Jory had not yet shown his true strength.
"Belmont......"
From the rattling chains came a low sigh from Jory.
The gruesome smell of blood suddenly dissipated to the audience at this time, and almost at the same time, under the gaze of Josser, the upper half of Jory's body melted into a pool of blood.
"How long can you keep what doesn't belong to you?"
The smell of blood filled the air, and Jory's voice seemed to come from all directions, and the source of the sound could not be found.
Turning back and glancing coldly, the shadow of death appeared behind Josser, holding the frozen chain whip, ignoring Jory's inquiries. Stretching his left hand, Josel placed his finger on the center of his brow, and a strange dark yellow line gradually lit up between his eyebrows.
"Do you know what this is, this is one of your three origin powers, without it, you will never be able to condense the weapon of divinity!" The corners of Josel's mouth curled, and a nervous smile appeared on his melting face: "I have sealed your strongest weapon from the beginning, with that ordinary whip, how can you defeat me?" Today is your time of death! Hahahaha-"
"Oh...... Then I really want to praise you for your preparation. ”
On the back of Josser's neck, a large mouth outlined by blood suddenly appeared. As soon as Jory's voice sounded, the sinister smile on the corner of Josser's mouth had spread to his entire face, and he smiled in a low voice of unknown meaning.
"Hey, hey?" With a hideous grin, Jossel slowly twisted his head, his white and fierce eyes looking at the bloody face at the back of his neck.
At that moment, Jory had the opportunity to bite his neck and suck his blood dry, but Jory didn't do that after all, instead of wasting an opportunity, he asked him rhetorically. As for the "weapons" that Jossell was talking about, Jory didn't care, and the absence of those three things just made it impossible for him to materialize divinity into weapons.
The Chaos Fire will be very strong after being concretized, how strong it is Qiao Li knows very well, it is not something that Josel can bear, even if he is a stronger person who is more dangerous than Enola, so even if he can use it, Qiao Li will not materialize the Chaos Fire.
The bloody face that Jory had transformed slowly retreated in Josser's eyes, and between the blood-colored mouth squirming and expanding, the blood recondensed Jory's complete body, and only one cut remained on Jory's left waist to his right ribs.
With a deep frown, Jory shouted, "I don't want to fight you, one last time...... Let go of what doesn't belong to you and leave my home! ”
"Hum hum hum...... Hahahaha-" Josser's low sneer rose into a wild laugh, he pointed to his nose and chuckled nervously: "You let me, who has become like this, leave?!" Hehehe......"
The laughter suddenly stopped, and Josel rolled up his cloak and rushed towards Jori, his mouth let out a beastly roar, and his fierce eyes emitted infinite anger: "I should have thought of it, I should have come down to find you on the day of the Void Divine Movement, as long as I killed you, it would be over...... It can be over, it's over! Hahahaha-"