The doppelganger of the Demon Source Codex, the all-knowing and all-powerful doppelganger projection, the heraldry transmitted to Jory's mind, clearly pointing out that the other party's coat of arms is the doppelganger of the Demon Source Codex, and the heraldic clearly tells Jory not to be lucky under the other party's higher "coat of arms".

It's impossible to hide the Demon Source Codex, even if it's just a wisp of clone of the body!

But......

Coat of arms - Demon Origin?!

How can we associate the coat of arms of how the people came from with the Demon Source Book that seems to be awesome when you hear the name?

Anyway, when Jory yelled in his heart to agree, the coat of arms finally got his wish, synchronizing Jory's core talent with the ontological demon source book hidden in Castlevania.

As a result, the information that the superior demon learned through the coat of arms of his superevolved body was as follows:

"On the day of the next Blood Moon, the Demon King will lead his legions and trample the corpses of the living, the black roses will wither in the setting sun, and the new poems will bloom in pools of blood."

This message was obviously not flipped through by Jory, it was a message that suddenly popped up on its own from the black tome, which meant that the suddenness and importance of the event were extraordinary.

It's more like a state of emergency, and there's a dumb riddle that looks a lot like fucking prophecy. The black roses withered in the setting sun, and the newborn roses bloomed in a pool of blood, this sentence obviously does not specify the content clearly, so that others can guess with their brains.

It's better not to be a prophecy, if it's really a prophecy, it means a cheat. Because prophecy is such a thing, it is either man or God who created it. The ultimate goal is to cheat the father.

Hide what will happen in the future in verses, and let people struggle to figure out its meaning, it's okay to guess correctly, but if you guess wrong, wait to be misled until you die.

Even if you guess correctly, you can't change anything, and you may only end up in a more miserable situation if you try in vain.

Among them, the most representative of the pit dad, just like the Greek mythological prophecy from the heterotopic plane, its dumb riddle and pit dad degree can be called the most in each plane, the prophecy only gives you a few words, guess it depends on your brain ability.

Even if you do everything you can to change the prophesied future, and you think you have really managed to snuff the prophecy in the cradle. The three goddesses who are in charge of fate will also take advantage of the loopholes in the prophecy. Tamper with the line of fate and correct it in its tracks, pitting you to the point where the sun and the moon have no light to prove the majesty and accuracy of the gods' prophecies.

The last paragraph of the urgent notice given by the Dark Shadow Classics is not a prophecy like the Greek mythology of the Alien Plane.

Elius receives a message popping up from the tome. He seemed to be in shock...... Actually, it can't be after someone hears the word "demon king". You can also keep your composure.

Even if he's a strong demon. Even the upper demon is still under the will of Castlevania, but the demon king. But there is a great shore that dominates Castlevania.

To put it mildly, if the demon king really appears, it will make a high-ranking demon die immediately, and the high-ranking demon will have no room to resist.

A high-ranking demon who can distort a part of reality by itself, a high-ranking demon who has been destroyed of his body and soul, and can continue to survive as long as he is not forgotten, is not comparable to the demon king at all.

The superior demon has been wiped out of his body and soul, and if the world forgets his horror again, then this superior demon will be truly buried in the long river of time.

But the Demon King never said he would perish.

There has never been a trace of the Demon King, the Demon King may only be sealed, sleeping, or reincarnated before awakening, and there will definitely be no possibility of being wiped out or dying!

No matter how important other things are, they are not as good as the information similar to the prophecy of the "birth of the demon king" in front of us!

This is the coat of arms of Elius, that is, the message conveyed to him by the Dark Shadow Books, it seems that he wants to leave this place immediately and return to the inner world of Castlevania!

For the many creatures of Aitsalas, such as the Demon King, Castlevania, the Skull Emblem, etc., there is probably an impenetrable veil, but to a certain extent, just like the superior demon Elius, many secrets are no longer secrets.

Just like the coats of arms of many rookies and ants, no one would have thought that these coats of arms are actually doppelgangers of the book "Demon Source Codex"!

This is no secret among pure-blood demons, because every time the demon's life is sublimated, the sigil evolves with the host, and when you are promoted to a pure-blood demon, the skull crest will gradually reveal its true face.

So what does the Skull Crest, the clone of the Demon Source Codex, convey to this high-ranking demon, mean?

But before he could savor the meaning, a wolf howl came from afar.

Leading the way was the werewolf leader of the second concentration camp, and a group of minions followed behind the werewolf leader, approaching this direction with great momentum.

At a glance, I knew that it was a father who was seeking revenge for his daughter, and he brought someone to the door.

It's a pity that this father, who has a little strength and a little power, doesn't know that a supreme demon who can collectively kill them in the blink of an eye is waiting for them to walk into the grave.

Across the bridge of the Dead River, a handful of elites from the Second Concentration Camp stop to look out into the dark forest under the leadership of the werewolf leader.

"Smelled...... The smell was ahead, and the man who had insulted Mira was there. ”

The head of Barack shook his nose, and a cold light flashed in his fierce triangular eyes.

Just as the werewolf leader was about to set foot on the Dead River Bridge and lead people to find the man who insulted his daughter to seek revenge, the hidden dragon beside the sect leader suddenly stopped him.

Yinlong, who had obviously changed into a clean white shirt, said with a little uneasiness: "Sect leader, I feel a little uncomfortable, forget about Mira's business, if you can defeat her, you can only say that the other party is stronger than her." ”

"Cowardly, cowardly, get out!" The werewolf leader glared at the hidden dragon with a cross-eyebrow, and with a cold snort, he strode onto the Dead River Bridge, followed by a group of concentration camp soldiers who accompanied him.

His brows furrowed, and in the end, the hidden dragon still followed behind the team, acting as a thug and lackey of the werewolf sect.

The second ancestor of the gentleman is like this. The little ones will jump out when they are beaten and the old ones will jump out, although Mira's self-esteem is unwilling to let her father come out, and her arrogance cannot tolerate her father's protective hand of charity.

But the werewolf leader, Barack, how could his arrogance tolerate his daughter being humiliated by whipping and so insulting?

Although, the werewolf sect leader didn't expect that he might never see his daughter again, perhaps, he would never see him after he was angry for his daughter. Mira's face was still gloomy.

After about a minute or two. In the direction of Gulunhar, a group of people rushed over again......

"Smelled...... The smell was ahead, and the man who had insulted Mira was there. ”

Werewolf Sect Leader Barack. Topless. The moment when you are about to step on the Dead River Bridge. The hidden dragon suddenly shouted loudly: The hidden dragon, who was wearing a clean white shirt, said with a stiff face: "Sect leader, I feel a little uncomfortable. Forget about Mira's business! ”

"Cowardly, cowardly, get out!" Looking at the horizontal eyebrows, the head of the Barack sect roared in a deep voice, and led the team up to the Dead River Bridge, the hidden dragon finally followed at the end of the group, and the group disappeared in the direction of the dark forest again.

Sect leader Barack, he barely noticed that the team of twenty-three people was silently missing one.

After about a minute......

Eighteen sturdy warriors rushed from the direction of Gulenhar.

The topless werewolf leader, he stepped on the Dead River Bridge with one foot: "The strange smell left on Mira's body is ...... ahead"

"Leader!! Leave Mira's business alone! At this time, the hidden dragon pounced and blocked the werewolf leader.

"Coward......

The elite warriors of the eighteen concentration camps once again disappeared on the other side of the dark forest......

A minute later......

Seven strong warriors came from Gulunhar's side......

The werewolf leader, Belak, led the six people behind him, ignored the nonsense of the hidden dragon, and stepped on the Dead River Bridge again......

They, once again, embarked on an infinite loop of no return.

At the end of this road of no return, the embodiment of infinite terror and curse, the projection of will through the world of Castlevania and descending on the surface of Aethara...... Superior Demon.

When these elite warriors led by the head of the sect to seek revenge, when they saw the incarnation of the black shadow that symbolized the superior demon, it was a reincarnation that entered the end and began the next cycle.

Whenever Jory saw the werewolf leader and his warriors in view, he would see Barack's cold, murderous gaze, and then his vision would blur for a while......

The blur was followed by the disappearance of the concentration camp soldiers, and then there was another encounter, another disappearance from front of the eyes, and each time we saw them again, the number of them continued to decrease......

They are like a bunch of puppets who are unaware of their situation, and they are not aware of the disappearance of their companions.

"Elius, restrain your malice." Jack's voice was as cold as ice, and his body exuded a trace of coldness.

The silhouette of the black shadow's head slowly looked towards Jack.

"What are you, disappear from my presences before I intend to make you a specimen."

Laughter came from the shadow, the friendship and the past, after the shadow got the dumb riddle message of his heraldic prophecy, he seemed to have finally got what he wanted, so the superfluous hypocrisy was no longer needed, and he tore through all the disguised friendships.

And Jack seems to have expected his friend's cold-bloodedness at this moment, because he knows that after being promoted to the rank of his friend, he no longer belongs to the "human". In fact, from the moment he saw the projection of Elius's avatar, seeing the insipid friendliness he showed to himself, Jack knew about Elius's hypocritical mask.

It's ridiculous, so many human beings yearn to get a strong bloodline, evolve into a demonic form, and sublimate the bloodline in order to become stronger, in order to achieve that god-like life form, but they really achieve it......

Is it to control the ultimate power of the world's idealism, or to be dominated by this ultimate power!

Elius, his past nature was not what it is now.

And now, he is always doing things that go against his heart in the past.

A deformed body that has lost its ego and its true nature, is this the supreme life form that all demons aspire to?

Losing oneself and forgetting what was once cherished is not so much about getting the ultimate power to transform into the strongest, but rather becoming a puppet dominated by the ultimate power!

"Pure-blooded blood, Soul Fruit...... Your heart is mine. ”

When the werewolf leader appeared a hundred meters away again, and the werewolf leader and the only three or four people blurred and disappeared again, the black shadow grabbed Jory's chest and grabbed it fiercely, only to hear the sound of a broken ligament.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and the black shadow held a beating heart in his hand, smiling happily, and his body gradually faded.

"For three days, chaos blinded me, turned flesh and blood into specimens, and came with innocent souls to sacrifice to me......"

The moment he was about to disappear, the sound of the black shadow's smile came to Jack's ears.

"You're still as innocent as you were back then, sweet little lamb."

"You're right, I'm always so naïve...... But you owe me a favor, you owe me a debt, and you will forget it? Just like you forgot my son, let him be exposed in the wilderness, pecked at my son's body by damned vultures......"

Falling to one knee on the ground, Jory clutched the bloody hole in his chest with one hand and trembled as he clutched at the dirt on the ground.

Having lost the most important heart of the human body, Jory will not die now, as long as he continues to maintain the mist...... However, the fog is the source of blood consumption, and without the heart, the maintenance of the fog will explode in a geometric way!

I can't help but say that the demon who poached his own heart, this is what Jack said, can he help his friends?

Is it to help him, or is it to kill him!

However, at this moment, when Jory looked up at the dark shadow, the cold and dull thoughts of the coat of arms conveyed a new message to Jory.

"Master, you don't have to worry about losing your heart, just 'give' it to that superior demon, you won't die, and the four drops of pure blood in your heart won't lose anything with the Soul Fruit......

But Jory just stared at the shadow.

The red fruit, that's a little bit of a beloved thing, no one can snatch it!!

Jory, who was almost insane and angry, did not notice that the heraldic name for Jory was no longer the host.

It's the master. (To be continued......)