"Jory, I'm back, I'll trouble you to make a spell mark for me later."

Misleading to pick up the guy who swept away from him, Old Jack walked into the Memories store with bottles and cans.

And when he saw the empty store, his heart was inexplicably panicked.

Person...... This?

The hope of recovery is close at hand, but other people's homes are gone......

This will definitely drive Jack crazy on the spot!

Jack walked quickly into the studio in the store, fortunately the clothes hanging on the hanger were still there, and Jack was relieved that the empty studio made his heart weigh a lot.

Jory's absence means that Jack's hope for recovery is gone.

Dropping the bottles and jars he had purchased, Jack immediately took out a silver goblet from under the workbench, and his wizened hands trembled before he grabbed the razor and cut a wound on his arm.

A fresh wound appeared on Jack's arm, but the blood stains exposed inside were frozen like bananas, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, and Jack used the tip of his knife to dig out a purple-red blood clot from the wound, and then he realized that this method was ineffective.

Putting down the razor, Jack pinched his arm with his other hand, and with great force, squeezed his own blood clots out of the wound, and these sticky, almost solid blood clots, all fell into the silver goblet.

Finally, Jack took off a piece of fur painted orange-red, hung the powder on it and poured it into a goblet.

His face seemed to have become much darker, and Old Jack was dressed roughly. His fingers stirred the blood clot in the goblet, and his squirming lips muttered an inscrutable sound.

His body trembled unnaturally for a moment, and Jack raised his face, his eyes closed tightly, and his eyelids trembled.

The moment his eyes opened, Jack's eyes had turned pale, and his stiff facial muscles had relaxed.

After a few moments, Jack's body shook and collapsed limply on the workbench. He tore a rag from his clothes and wrapped it around the wound. Jack angrily scolded, "I have been away for less than two hours. This bastard, how did he mess with the little witch of the concentration camp! Predator Arena...... Hopefully, it's still in time. ”

Spiritism, which communicates with the heart of the person who is thinking of it, through the medium of blood. Build a bridge between the hearts and minds of the two parties.

Thankfully, there was a spell mark that Jory had made with his own blood. Without his blood. Jack was really blind.

While Jack was performing spiritism, at the same time on the other side, in the much-anticipated Iron Blood Gladiatorial Arena. Jory dodged Mira's pun once more, he rolled over and jumped up, and the moment his body turned into a blood mist and floated backwards, Mira just kicked through the corner of the blood mist.

"That's amazing."

Condensing into a human form, Jory muttered softly as he stepped on the crimson earth that smelled of fish.

Although the voice was small, it was still heard by Mira, and she sneered: "Awesome? Huh-huh...... The more powerful is still to come, and when you jump into the gladiatorial arena, there is no turning back, enjoy your ......"

"It's amazing, it's so far away, you can still communicate with me...... Oh, is this spiritism, uh, don't ask me when I'm going back, I've got to settle the little in front of me. ”

A gust of wind blew and blew on Mira's body. Her words with a sneer were struck back in the stomach.

Jory's exclamation of "awesome" turned out to have nothing to do with Mira at all.

"Whew!"

An angry roar suddenly rang out, and a mighty wind slammed down on Mira.

How majestic Mira teased the scorpion beast just now, how could the scorpion beast let her go. Taking advantage of Mira's froze in place, the scorpion beast stared at her small red eyes and smashed down on Mira with a pincer.

The moment the shadow was covered overhead, Mira flashed sideways through the giant scorpion's claws, running around the large circle.

“…… I'm going to tear you apart with my own hands! Yes! Broken! Slice! Mira's eyes burned with sultry rage as she circled around and rushed towards Jori.

He hadn't provoked the scorpion beast before, so of course Jory was not the first target of the scorpion beast, he stood in place with his arms crossed for a long time, stretched out his finger and hooked it.

"O God! As long as you show up immediately and kill that bastard in the field, I believe in you from now on! It was a demon who couldn't look at Jory, and he stood up and raised his hand to the sky and shouted.

In front of the shouting spectator, Jory held out a middle finger in the air.

Mira wanted to get rid of the giant scorpion beast and go to Jory desperately, but the scorpion beast refused to let go of Mira, who had been molesting him for so long, Jori simply floated directly to the back of the scorpion beast, he lay on his back on the wide dark purple scales, looking at the tail needle that the scorpion beast would stab down at any time, and made a leisurely appearance.

"Oh~ good guy, it definitely hurts to be pricked with such a thick needle."

The voice on the back unexpectedly alarmed the giant scorpion beast, you know, the strongest scorpion is not the claw pincer, but its poisonous tail needle!

The tail needle, which was originally set up in mid-air, suddenly broke through the sound of the wind, and stabbed towards Jori as fast as lightning.

The blood mist reappeared, and Jory floated not far behind Mira, running after her.

"Don't you want to fight me to the death, when will the fight be finished like this, I'm in a hurry, and my friends are urging me." Jory said impatiently at a short distance behind Mira without realizing it.

Turning her head slowly, Mira's purple hair and long hair flew around, revealing two scarlet bloodthirsty gazes.

This time, Mira didn't say anything, but it made Jory feel dangerous from her for the first time.

It's hard to imagine how a woman in melee hand-to-hand combat, agile and flexible, and a woman who has seen through her own expertise in attack, can give herself an inexplicable sense of crisis, but Jory didn't underestimate Mira because of this, he relied on the movement of the blood mist to quickly fly out of the circle between the scorpion beast and Mira, and observed Mira's sudden change of momentum from a distance.

"Jory!"

Seeing the giant scorpion chasing Mira once more, Jory heard a shout from his side, and he turned his head to see the ...... running towards him Lee Min Hyuk.

Definitely, the escapees with Lee Min Hyuk and others are indispensable, and the classical woman with the long sword is also there.

It's just that when Jory remembers that when he first saw the game, it seemed to be the number of a hundred, and at this time there were less than thirty people left.

Those who are still alive are all embarrassed, just like Lee Min Hyuk, if it weren't for Jory remembering her face and figure, he probably wouldn't have recognized her.

When was the last time I saw Lee Min Hyuk? It seems that at that time, Li Minhyuk was like a rejuvenated rising sun, full of heroic ranger temperament, but now, she is just a gladiatorial arena fertilizer struggling to survive, and the rations of giant scorpion beasts.

On the contrary, Jory is already an existence that Lee Min Hyuk can only look up to. With straight black hair, a clean face, and a dark black and red leather coat, he can not only live well in Essarath, but also live to the sake of a bright dress.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that Jori doesn't look like a weakling, and it's just like the Jory you saw last time Lee Min Hyuk.

Seeing Jory's strange ability to suddenly turn into mist, Lee Min Hyuk was enthusiastic, but she found that there was no entry point to talk to Jory.

Seeing Lee Min Hyuk's eyes, Jori knew what she wanted to say, nothing more than oh I'm sorry I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you like that before, can you save me.

And it was Jory's smiling eyes, as if he had insight into all of Lee Min Hyuk's thoughts, and he saw through her entirely.

Lee Min Hyuk still wants to be dignified and reserved, and wants to pray for protection from Jory, although it will seem that she is inferior, but she can't wipe her face......

At times like these, it's time for people to selectively forget the mistakes they have made in the past.

As long as Lee Min Hyuk selectively forgets the cold eyes and reserved arrogance he treated Jory last time, won't she be able to seek refuge in Jory with peace of mind. It's a pity that Jory didn't give Lee Min Hyuk the opportunity to prepare psychologically, he didn't even look at Lee Min Hyuk, laughed a few times, and then dispersed into a mist and floated towards the giant scorpion beast.

"Drink!!"

Mira, who was slamming into the giant scorpion beast, pressed her hands against one of the scorpion beast's pincers, her eyes erupting with fury and inexplicable bloodlust.

Specialized in melee combat, with a bias towards a sensitive body, and good at hand-to-hand combat......

This is the impression that Mila left on Jory, but now, the impression of Mila on him is changing little by little. (To be continued......)