Chapter 258: Debauchery and Holiness
Passing through the projection canopy, Jory's spiritual senses saw not the real space he was familiar with, but the sky and the earth that had lost their color...... The world of the world!
"Get her away at once!"
With a roar, Jory unleashed Sauron, who immediately sprinkled liquefied blood to summon a tide of blood in Castlevania. But just as Jory spit out Sauron, a fist entangled in the raging air crashed!
The white and slender hand held the sword, Enola's sword pierced the sky, her figure rose straight from below, and the moment she put away the sword, Enola turned into a flesh fist and bombarded Jori. The shock of this moment really made Jory messy for a moment, he was unprepared for Enola to take to the sky, and was immediately hit by the fist like a flash flood, Jory snorted in the blood mist, and the entire fog was blown apart by Enola's punch.
After Jory turns into a mist, she is indeed immune to most physical attacks, but Enola's fists are not pure physical attacks, she carries a fearless aura that surpasses the hero-level powerhouse, and she treats Jory's mist as if it were a physical body.
This angry punch was still Enola's fear of accidentally injuring Sauron before she put away her sword and forced Jory back with her flesh fist. But the taste of this punch is not enough for outsiders to understand, and Enola has no mercy, she almost completely dispels Jory's fog, revealing the prototype.
Reaching out, Enola took Sauron, and she looked at Jory's recondensed blood mist as she began to fall down. Enola's eyes were filled with erupting anger, and her fierce gaze was like two sharp swords trying to pierce Jory, and she would never forgive this demon who took advantage of it.
There was chaos in the divinity that blocked his telepathy with Enola, and Jory was not recognized by Enola as he wished, but in this way, he had to face all of Enola's anger.
Forget it, it's okay to let this woman look at Sauron...... A mist of blood floated high. Jory hid in the blood mist and watched Enola chase downward, and as soon as she fell into the tide of black shadows, she would return to the real world through this barrier......
And under Enola. In the process of falling, several powerful humans or demons flew out of the black demon tide at this time.
The Templar's precept knight stationed in Mizuki City, he spread his white wings, freed up a dense black mist barrier, and as soon as he flew out, he confronted the evil man on the opposite side. The man confronting the Templars, he spent all his time vibrating the bat's wings behind his back, and the wind rattling his cloak of hunting.
"I never imagined it. The ceremonial officer's acolyte turned out to be a Blood, you hid it well......" The Templar's cold voice rang out, and the wings behind him flicked mechanically, keeping him in the air. Hearing the Templars' ridicule in this life, the evil young man of the Blood Clan sneered: "It's not that we hide it, we are active under your noses every day, and no one doubts us." Every time we killed some pigs, no one asked us. After the identity is revealed, there are humans who erase the evidence for us...... For these lovely human beings. In place of the more than 300 colleagues in the City of Mizuki, I would like to thank you for your kind help, and I have never been stingy with praise for the helpful human beings. β
The killing intent was rampant, and the glorious and holy wings and the cold and evil bat wings burst at the same time. The unknown Templar and the Bloodline with bat-wings on their backs rushed towards each other, and the incompatible momentum was ignited by the two of them at this moment, rising into a-for-tat aura.
"Purified you. I'll uproot all your kind!" β
"You don't have a chance to make it back alive!"
In the space of the Paradise Realm, with black fog and ghosts as barriers, several powerhouses with superior aerial abilities have been drilled out. Demons with the ability to fly, or humans with flying tools, all passed through the black fog barrier and entered the realm of the world.
Most of the people had the same reaction, unexpectedly the strange and empty world in front of them, and a moment later they were attracted by two warring figures in the sky. One is a blood powerhouse from the demon camp, and the other is a precept knight who directly belongs to the Templar, and they bring up two staggered streamers in the sky, one red and one white, and they are not afraid of death to obliterate each other. It is the duty of the Templar to destroy demons, and it is the duty of the Bloodline powerhouse to keep the secrets of the demonic spy here forever.
Not only the two people who fought in the sky, but also the humans and demons who had just entered the realm of the world with their own abilities, they also fought against each other's enemies. But not long after they fought, the black mist canopy below was suddenly torn out, and a light blue storm rushed out from under the black mist barrier.
"Everyone, be careful! Don't touch these black fogs again! β
Enola fell to the pale gray ground with Sauron in her arms, she looked up at the new scattered figures in the air, and shouted to all the humans in the air, "The passage we came from was sealed, and we can only come here and not return!" β
This loud shout suddenly made the hearts of all the fighting humans and demons sink, and most of the people who were fighting had a hard touch on their opponents, taking the opportunity to distance themselves, and all of them swept towards the black mist with a suspicious gaze. A resolute human made a quick decision, he controlled his flying spell sigil, lowered his altitude to the black mist, and reached out his hand to try to touch the flowing black mist.
Seeing the man's attempt, Enola's face changed, and she shouted loudly, "Don't! Get out of the way! β
Hearing Enola's shout, the human who tried to reach the black mist was too late to dodge again......
The moment his hand came into contact with the black mist, the flowing evil mist suddenly rolled up like an angry tsunami, engulfing him in an instant. Seeing this scene, both humans and demons raised their heights and left the flowing black tide far away.
"What the hell is this ......"
Several human powerhouses flying in the air looked at the black tide with shocked eyes, they didn't go down to save the fallen companion, not because these humans were too cold, but because in the history of the human race against demons in Aitharas, there are countless examples that prove the consequences of this behavior, if you rashly touch the unknown evil force, not only will you not save your companion, but more people will die.
The pale world around us, the current black tide, are all evil forces that human beings can't understand for the time being.
Not only humans, but even these demons who came to the realm of the world don't know what happened, looking at this evil and monstrous scene, it must be inseparable from the demons, but the demon spies in Mizuki City have never received a notification similar to the current situation, in fact, the demons don't know what is going on. The reason why a large number of people and a long time lurk in Mizuki City is because Mizuki City is associated with many human powerful groups, and it is more efficient to conduct espionage activities in Mizuki City than other territories.
A cloud of blood mist floating high in the air quietly descended to the ground when everyone was attracted by the round black wall cover.
"Shadow Street's plot is not small, independent of blatant rebellion, provoking a tripartite war in human territory......"
The blood mist slowly shrank to the center, gradually condensing into Jori's form, he maintained his semi-condensed form of blood mist, and turned his head to look at Enola in the distance.
"Huh."
A coquettish laugh rang out from behind Jory, and a passionate breath spewed onto the back of Jory's neck.
Without looking back at Jori, who was between the fog and the entity, behind the source of the laughter, he said lightly, "Don't help kill the humans, come to me for something, Lord's Lady." β
Unhurriedly, turning around, Jory saw the curvy woman behind him. The woman with her long dark purple hair draped over her bare shoulders, wearing only a leather bandeau and leather shorts, smiled at Jory's lilac eyes, which turned from charm to surprise.
The delicate skin of her face, and her delicate facial features, look so familiar.
If you compare it with the dignified and beautiful lady of Lord Lodaia, the charming and bewitching stunner in front of her, and the banshee with a tail flicking, it is difficult to imagine that the two are the same person.
"When did you find me, Jory? This is your pseudonym, but now that we've been honest with each other, why don't you introduce yourself? Lodaia opened her arms slightly, and provocatively thrust her towering chest at Jory. part, low cut cortical bandeau exposing two clumps of breasts. The flesh shook again and again, and it was in this way that Lodaia showed her "honesty".
Lodaia had no interest in paying attention to the heavenly powerhouse, and the black wall cover on the ground focused her eyes on Jory.
Being stared at by this seductive and fiery gaze, a normal man must have been unable to hold it at this moment, and there was a world difference between him and the understanding, gentle and dignified lord lady in the lord's palace.
"Except for my former fiancΓ©e, no woman has ever been willing to come within three meters of me, and I know my feminine fate very well, so when I smell a woman's body odor, you tell me that you exist." Jory is also in this unknown world, surrounded by an ominous sense of crisis, but he is still as calm as ever.
"So many people say my name is like a pseudonym? Okay......" Jory's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at the black tide with a slight wist.
There was no room for maneuver in the rebellion of Shadow Street, and the momentum they were brewing seemed to be coming to an end, and Jory didn't care about putting his mind on Lodaia's side at this time, and instead observed the flowing black mist created by the Shadow Demon and the Cone Demon for a moment.
Are you going to start......
With his back to Lodaia, Jory's body dispersed into a mist again, quickly rounding Enola and approaching the black barrier. The moment he left, Jory's stunned voice reached Lodaia's ears.
"I don't think the name 'Jory' is okay to call me Dracula, little succubus......"
"Remember, my name, Vlad? Zebes? Dracula. (To be continued......)