Returning to the Dark Forest again, Lear sighed inexplicably.

Are you back here......

Turning his head to look at Jory, Jory's gloomy gaze looked straight ahead, but his face tightened into an expressionless face, which made Lear feel extremely depressed. Jory didn't know that now he was able to form a kind of self-aura between his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and his emotions would gradually affect the people around him.

This is a manifestation of strength, with one's own emotions, quietly and forcibly changing the emotions of others. In Aitharth, especially in the cannibalistic demon realm, people who are not strong will not live long.

Although Lear had a stomach and wanted to ask Jory, Lear was not blind, and he clearly saw that Jory looked like he was dying.

The goddess of the moonlight, Elune, is on top! Lear's keen eyesight unfortunately made him see the hollow in Jory's chest, and the organs inside were directly hollowed out!

What are the organs in that location? That's the heart!

Don't......

He's ......

No longer human?

It became...... Evil...... Demon?

As he was distracted, Lear's sharp, thin ears moved, and he hurriedly called out to Jory: "There's movement ahead, ah, it's the undead!" ”

The roar in the distance gradually became clear and audible, and a few staggered figures seemed to have spotted their prey, and their sluggish figures suddenly turned into cheetahs and rushed over. When the distance closes, Lear sees gray-white faces, these are zombies covered with black lines under the skin of the whole body!

Staring closely at the sprinting zombies, Lear secretly hated that his weapons were left in the auction house, and his body was empty, did this make him fight those undead with his bare hands?

Seeing that the zombies were approaching, Jory stopped before Lear could respond. Slowly raised his head. The dark eyes gradually lit up with a dark red blood light when he looked at the zombies.

The black-red mist emitted from the surface of his body silently surged all over Jori's body, gradually submerging his figure in the strange blood mist, forming a blood-colored fog field that surrounded him. The zombies pounced, and Lear was ready for hand-to-hand combat, but he was stunned to find that there was silence after the roar in his ears......

The blood mist that obscured the view dissipated.

Jory was still standing there clutching his chest. The wasteland was still the same black wasteland, but there were a few more dry bones at his feet. The bones that fell to the ground, the shriveled flesh membrane stuck to the surface of the bones, and a drop of black blood stretched out, slowly flowing down. It dripped to the ground, in the layer of blood mist that had not yet completely dissipated.

Immediately. This drop of black liquid disappeared into invisibility in the flowing blood mist......

And Lear, who saw this scene. The chill behind him was already up to his neck, and Jory didn't move at all, the zombie who had driven himself and others to the end of his rope, just like that...... He's dead?!

Dead as a dry corpse, with not a drop of blood left on his body!

Looking at Jory's figure clutching his chest, Lear looked at him with a stunned gaze. I thought that I had made enough progress, but at the same time, Jory had reached a level that was beyond the reach of extraordinary people!

"Not enough, not enough. I want more...... Blood! ”

As a consequence of massive blood loss, Jory became more and more hungry for blood. Thirst, blood can fill Jory's thirst, and it can also substantially restore his injuries.

With this body, he entered Castlevania, which was an act of looking for death, and the coat of arms gave him a way to enter Castlevania, so that he could avoid the eyes of powerful demons and sneak into Castlevania. But the battle after entering Castlevania still needs Jory himself, and the coat of arms can't help at all! Jory believes that his battle in Castlevania is absolutely indispensable!

The source of strength, blood......

"Hurry up! It won't be long before daylight begins, when a new round of survival elimination begins, and the lambs of the forest are protected, and we can't make extra money from them! ”

Lear, who is a keen hearing, hears the faint expletiveness before Jory. The one who shouted this voice, Lear knew what they were doing, he was not a guy who had not been in contact with the right-hand newcomer to trick him into going to the slaughterhouse, and Lear, who was angry about it, had fought with those people a lot.

Glancing at Jori, he probably guessed Jori's ability, even if he was seriously injured, he could kill those scum......

"Elf, your heart is beating faster?" At this time, Jory suddenly asked.

His eyes trembled, Lear instinctively panicked, and before Lear could say anything, Jory was looking in a certain direction.

"I smell a lot, blood."

Hooking the corners of his mouth, Jory turned and walked in that direction. For Jory at this moment, living humans are warm blood bags, and blood is the best medicine for Jory to recover from his injuries, and the equivalence between them is to show that those humans are the rations that Jory uses to recover his body.

Predator and predator, the only two existential relationships in the wild of Aitsalas, there is no third possibility.

Chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, they are animals raised in captivity by humans, and they are slaughtered and eaten by humans when they are fattened.

But the ordinary humans of Ethallas are not even as good as animals, they will be eaten by more powerful creatures, but they are not even entitled to a short period of food and comfort.

Looking at the figure of Jory walking in the direction, Lear's heart felt an indescribable heaviness. According to Jory's methods, those humans who make noises will be sucked by him to, which is almost the same as cannibalism...... But isn't Aitharas a world of cannibalism?

I still remember the last time I saw Jory, who was a heartless and cheerful person, but now Lear can no longer see Jory's cheerful energy. It's not Jory that's changing, it's the rules of survival in this world. The weak are reduced to lambs, and the strong are butchers who slaughter sheep and eat meat.

If you don't want to be slaughtered and eaten in fear, then you have to be stronger than others, more ruthless and ruthless than others.

If it was the elven ranger of the Eternal Tribe in the past, Lear would have bent his bow and arrows at this moment, roared to death, and shot Jory to death, but now Lear is not even qualified to do this, and he is no longer worthy of being the ranger who punished and eliminated evil in the past.

"You ......"

Jory, who had walked away, suddenly stopped, as if he had encountered something unthinkable.

The excessive bloodthirsty desire generated by the power of domination made Jory's perceived blood flow not go wrong, and he did find several living people dozens of meters away. The point is that he not only found a living person, but also saw a monk in a black robe, leading a row of ordinary people with controlled minds behind him, walking deeper into the dark forest.

The second survival elimination begins, and new lambs appear, doesn't that mean that the first month is coming to an end?

It's been a month......

Damn heraldry, played Jory for a month.

At this moment, the fellows who abducted the lamb were passing in front of the monks with jealous eyes, and at the same time they saw ordinary humans with dull expressions following the monks, and these guys were full of resentment.

It's over, the survival elimination of the crescent moon begins, and if the lambs are abducted, then they will be the ones who enter the slaughterhouse, and the seven days of the day are the protection period for all the lambs who have not passed the survival elimination, but those who dare to die, the psychic temple will let them die a real death.

The few remorseful guys in the field of vision were thrown out of Jory's attention, not that he ignored the warm rations, but the newcomer who followed behind the monk attracted Jory in two moments.

Wondering if he had seen it wrong, Jory closed his eyes hard.

"Dot, don't make a fuss."

Pinching his little wings, Jory lifted it up from his chest, and he stared intently at the two men in the monk's ranks,

A gray and fat fat man with two round buttocks, and a woman with sagging breasts and a bare upper body, these two walked with sluggish expressions one after the other.

If I'm not mistaken, Jory was taken into the Dark Forest in the first place, just like them, but Jory had no memory of the process.

If it were just a pair of disheveled dog men and women, it wouldn't make Jory forget all the attention around him.

But two disheveled men and women, Jory knows. They were all newcomers who had just come out of the psychic temple, which meant that they had just come into this world, but Jory felt that they were familiar.

Especially the fat man with a bare buttocks, a slug-like thing between his legs flung left and right, not to mention how disgusting, but the fat man didn't realize it, and followed the monk sluggishly, stiffly walking with short legs, walking step by step.

Why does Jory feel familiar?

Because of this fat man, disgusted Jory for three years! Almost every day, you will see the hypocritical face of this fat man, saying things that are not painful, and sending away the hard-working employees.

In my mind, I used to work in the old world. The employees in the reception hall are frozen in the leaky hall in winter and stuffy in the hot sauna in summer, but this fat man sits in the office all his time, blowing the air conditioner.

I won't forget, a food company in the Federal Republic, a branch of the Frankish District Group, manager of the finance department, Seinfeld!

In order not to let his excitement be disappointed, Jory blinked again, and he reaffirmed that he was not mistaken. Seinfeld's incomparably vain fat body, Bai Huahua's skin is more delicate than that of a woman, and the pampered body is disgusting for three years.

That fat man with a bare ass is his former top boss last time, Manager Seinfeld!

And the woman next to Manager Seinfeld, if Jory remembers correctly, is the girl who squeezed out her position as a cashier and let Jory roll up and go home.

As for why Seinfeld was bare-chested, why the girl was topless, and why the two appeared together in Essaras...... Jory didn't want to guess the answer, because he felt that doing so would be an insult to his intelligence. (To be continued......)