History records that in the past, the continent of Aitsalas was a peaceful land full of sunshine, but after the castle of Castlevania descended on this world, half of the sky fell into a long polar night.

In the midst of chaos and darkness, human beings died in fear, struggled and despaired, and the evil slayer that descended was the "curse" of the gods...... The mortals of the continent of Aitsalas were reduced to lambs to be slaughtered, and when humanity survived the early catastrophe and gained the power to protect itself, they proclaimed themselves saints and made demons their lifelong enemies.

Disasters are endless, in this desperate world, the early saints are too weak, can only barely protect themselves, seeing their family and friends killed, the early saints are more firm in their beliefs, and carry out their faith into their own strength, for the saints who can initially fight against the demons, but they are only medium-level saints, and can only protect the people around them.

Will displaced people be willing to see their hometowns destroyed, covered in darkness and blood? In order to drive away the darkness and return to their hometown to touch their affectionate homeland, the saints are extremely firm in their convictions, and at the cost of life and death, they use their strong will as the source of strength...... A saint who is stronger than the middle level, this is a high-level saint who can be on a par with the high demons.

As the best of the high-level saints, they will be blessed by the saints, as an elite to rush to the front line, only the bravest and most fearless high-level saints, can have the title of elite, they are brave and fearless, and hundreds of demons are bloodied between their hands, even if it is a powerful pure-blood demon, the elite saints can fight with it.

However, there is also such a group of people, who have experienced hundreds of battles, fought hundreds of large and small battles, and are always the first to fight at the front line, and the last to withdraw from the battlefield. If the enemy does not die, he will not return!

condensed the great will that transcended the body, even if the body and soul are destroyed, the iron will will never be extinguished! The terrifying existence of the superior demon is almost idealistic, and only the heroes of the human race can resist!

…… Hero!

This is the hero of salvation!

Slowly raising her head, through the scattered dead leaves, Enola looked at the endless polar night sky.

From an ordinary woman, through a junior saint, an intermediate saint, a senior saint, and then to the title of elite, until now a hero, Enola has gone through many bumpy roads, how many sadness and despair she has seen, her compatriots holding the corpses of their relatives and crying bitterly, living like a walking corpse.

Once, she was also an ordinary woman, a woman who was powerless. Now, she is a hero-level powerhouse who is famous in the continent.

Although Enola looks like a young woman in her twenties, she is actually over one hundred and twenty years old, and she has seen too much pain and helplessness in the world, and she has also seen too many people and all kinds of people.

Sixty years ago, when Enola was still a high-ranking saint, she met a demon who claimed to be the son of destiny named Long Aotian, and when the demon was cornered, she yelled "My life is up to me", Enola ended his cry with his own hands, and without hesitation, he twisted Long Aotian's neck, so that the ugly dry tongue could rest in peace. Today, she saw the ant who introduced herself as "Zhang Yang", and Enola couldn't help but see the shadow of Long Aotian sixty years ago in him.

"Heh......"

With a chuckle, Enola curled the corners of her mouth.

How much time has passed, when was the last time she smiled, Enola herself can't remember. But seeing the evil smile on Zhang Yang's face and the confidence on his face, Enola seemed to see Long Aotian's shadow again...... demeanor and temperament, the two of them are too similar.

Enola smiled, a faint smile like the first sun on ice and snow.

Falling leaves covered Enola's shoulders and hair, and she slowly rose from the ground with her right arm in her hands.

The viscous blood light flowing all around her body, under Enola's extremely strong will, the curse seal will of the "Demon King's Power" was forcibly suppressed by her. After the blood-colored light around her body returned to the mark on her right arm, Enola lowered her chin and walked towards Zhang Yang.

"Beauty, you're seriously injured, don't move!" Zhang Yang showed an anxious look, and he walked quickly towards Enola.

Zhang Yang is a newcomer who has just come to Aisaras, how would he know that the woman in front of him is a legendary powerhouse who has become famous for killing? He only knew that he was born with a pair of electric eyes that charmed women, no matter which woman it was, whether it was a human or not, a female animal could have a good impression of him.

This is also why Zhang Yang has the confidence to dare to approach the strange woman in front of him, as well as self-confidence.

At this moment, Zhang Yang still had the plan of Meizizi, he planned to get closer to this injured beauty later, and see if she was beautiful up close...... Oh, an unexpected bonus! However, aren't the protagonists all adventures, and ** should also be counted in them.

So, he just stumbled and walked towards the legendary hero of Camelot.

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs, they are happy and mischievous, smart and clever......"

At this time, a discordant out-of-tune singing voice came from far to near, interrupting Zhang Yang's YY.

Yes, at least in Zhang Yang's opinion, the sudden appearance of this voice is extremely discordant, that is, when the protagonist is ready to do something very cool, there will always be some beam-jumping clowns who smash the field, and come over to make discordant sounds.

“…… There's a bunch of Smurfs, Smurfs, hey! Jory stretched out his finger and played with the little soft-looking face, although Jory couldn't touch the little dot's entity, every time the finger would pass through the dot's face, but looking at the little dot's grinning murderous appearance, Jory felt a burst of amusement.

"Mi!!"

Xiao Dian waved his two little paws angrily, slapped Jory's fingers, shook his head and dodged Jory's own fingers.

Along the way, Jory can see that the little bit of death doesn't seem to be something that can be made casually, as long as it doesn't cry, or the singing Yaxing comes up, if it doesn't sing, it's a harmless elf, and it's a little elf that only Jory can see, and no one else can see.

"Smurf~~"

"Mi! Cat’s meow!! Dotted didn't seem to like the "Smurfs" very much, he was very angry, and he was so vicious that he almost bit his mouth.

As the frolicking sound approached, Zhang Yang also saw Qiao Li's figure. The female companion beside Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and asked him: "Brother Xiaoyang, look at that person's stupid appearance, talking to himself in the air...... You say, he's not going to be crazy, is he? ”

"Hey, it's him?" Zhang Yang's attention missed Enola for a while, and looked at Jori, and when he recognized Jori's face, he suddenly showed a pleasant smile: "I've seen this beam-jumping clown again, this time, I'll see how lucky you can be to escape!" ”

Jori's sudden appearance, surprise and surprise, made Zhang Yang not pay attention to Enola for a while. Enola, whose physical condition was on the verge of the limit, was moving slowly towards Zhang Yang, Enola did not use a long-distance spell mark on Zhang Yang, she wanted to walk over step by step and walk in front of Zhang Yang......

…… Like the demon named Long Aotian sixty years ago, Enola was going to choke the ant by the neck and twist his head alive.

If you want to say hate, Enola hates Castlevania. To say annoying, Long Aotian, who was self-righteous sixty years ago, is the most disgusting type of person in Enola, disgusting like a fly.

As a result, Zhang Yang not only didn't realize Enola's identity as a hero-level powerhouse, but also didn't notice Enola's quietly revealing killing intent, Zhang Yang was thinking about how to humiliate Jory and how to bring out the brilliance of his protagonist.

It's not wrong to like women, but if a seriously injured woman is right next to you, can you ignore her pain? First of all, to rule out Enola's status as a hero-level powerhouse, Zhang Yang at this time, not only did he not pay attention to Enola's injury for the first time, but was thinking about how to humiliate Jory and satisfy his vanity and pride.

It is foreseeable that the girl next to Zhang Yang who is fascinated by him will not end well for Zhang Yang's death.

Men can be **, or they can be attentive, but those who don't pay their hearts to women are not called men, they are scum.

It was not only Zhang Yang and the girl who heard Jori's out-of-tune singing, but Enola also heard it, but compared to her to kill the singing demon, at this moment she wanted to choke Zhang Yang's neck. The hope is even stronger.

"Hehe, boy, we meet again, it's really a place in life where we don't meet." Zhang Yang smiled faintly, raised his arm casually, and a wisp of fire rushed from his palm to his arm, but the fire did not burn his clothes.

The delicate girl retreated behind Zhang Yang and looked at Zhang Yang's back with admiration and admiration on her face.

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Qiao Li looked at him.

In fact, Qiao Li saw Zhang Yang as early as a long distance, but he did not show a different color, but continued to maintain his singing voice as usual, intentionally or unintentionally, he turned his steps and walked in the direction of Zhang Yang.

Jory remembers the tease.

The last time we met, it seemed to be in the castle of Castlevania, when his funny way of speaking made Jory laugh, and he successfully got rid of the blackening from the influence of Castlevania's blackening, and he only laughed.

Such a successful comic comparison, it seems to be ** good, the last time I met two women around him, one was young and lively, and the other was mature and cold. When I saw him this time, the woman next to me changed again.

"Wow~ It's you~" Qiao Li scratched his head suspiciously, and suddenly "woke up", like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, and showed a warm smile: "...... It's been a long time, I didn't expect you to be alive, it's so hard! ”

How about the fate of good fortune ending in my hands? I just don't know, by sucking blood, can I absorb the soul from the living body for domination? This funny fire ability seems to be quite cool, and Jory really wants to play with it.

"Don't get me wrong, I said that you were praising you, and I didn't mean anything else." Qiao Li stood in the distance with his hands on his hips, and laughed heartily at Zhang Yang: "I'm like this, lazy and stupid, a little shy, not very good at talking, if there was something offensive before...... Hey, hey, you're going to hit me! ”

Almost at the moment when Qiao Li's words fell, he saw a figure appear behind Zhang Yang. Due to the angle, Zhang Yang's position just blocked Qiao Li's vision, and Qiao Li could only vaguely see a figure behind Zhang Yang before, but he couldn't see the appearance of that person.

And now, Jory sees it.

Straight black hair hangs down on the side of the ears and a low jaw. Under the tips of the hair in front of her forehead, she showed an indifferent gaze, looking at Zhang Yang calmly, she stood close behind Zhang Yang, looking at Zhang Yang indifferently.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Jory's forehead.

This face behind Zhang Yang, Qiao Li has only seen it once, and he doesn't dare to forget it again!

The person who appeared behind him was not ...... Isn't this woman ......

Jory, who was laughing heartily, suddenly stopped whispering, and suddenly his heart felt like falling into an ice cellar, and the chill behind him was like a surging river.

"Hehe, what's wrong, you're scared? What are you afraid of, haven't I hit you yet, why, don't you speak? Zhang Yang gracefully flicked the flame of his fingertips, looked at Qiao Li with a panicked face, and he smiled playfully.

Compared with Zhang Yang who was shouting in front of him, what was terrified in Jori's heart was the woman behind Zhang Yang, the legendary hero of Camelot, the engraved angel Enola!

MD, I can't help but be a little too old, and I bumped into her so soon!

Knowing that Enola was here, Jory also had a certain degree of self-preservation, because in that moment of telepathy, he sensed that Enola was about to die, which can be said to be a state of being strong on the outside and doing something in the middle.

At this moment, Jory is at war in his heart.

Run? Don't be delusional, Enola's various long-range attack methods Jory has not been unseen, and the sooner he runs, the faster he will die. And if Enola really got to the point where she couldn't make a move, there would be no need for Jory to run.

His grandmother/of, this bit of luck, unlucky to go to grandma's house, just came to the Candle Forest Wetland not long after meeting Enola, should I thank myself and her telepathy?

However, as soon as he saw Zhang Yang, Qiao Li felt that he didn't seem to be so unlucky, because there was someone who was even more unlucky than him.

The Engraved Angel, the legendary hero of Camelot, stands behind the hapless man.

"Hehe, beam-jumping clown." Zhang Yang gracefully flicked the flames, revealing his disdain for Qiao Li with great disdain.

Qiao Li looked at the look of disdain on Zhang Yang's face, and he admired Zhang Yang extremely much in his heart.

All Jory knows is that this guy ...... Dead!