Swaying strange petals, sprinkled with milky starlight.

The dots hanging above Jory's head, tears, a cappella full of stubborn will, wafted out of its little mouth.

Raising his head, Jory looked a little distracted above him.

Bathed in milky starlight, Jory glanced at his palm, shook it, and felt the abundant strength gushing out of his body, Jory turned to look at the people who were in doubt.

In their hesitation, they did not dare to come forward immediately, Jory held the axe in one hand, and the brilliant red soul light in his eyes flashed. Jory tilted his head slowly, a low roar coming from his throat to a high-pitched voice.

"Roar!!"

"Roar!!

"Roar—"

In front of all enemies, unleash the "Lion War Roar" without any scruples! And it's three lion roars in a row!

At this moment, the huge consumption of the lion roar seemed to be gone, and every time the lion roar withdrew his physical strength and energy, the milky white starlight would be sown on his body, and the warmth of the sun would be injected into Jori's body.

Lowering his head slightly, Jory's hoarse voice sneered.

"You guys had a good time just now, so how about I come too...... Roar!! ”

His chin tilted to the ground in front of him, and the red color in Jori's eyes suddenly flashed, and the roar shockwave that erupted directly blasted the wetland a few meters in front of him into a muddy mess, raising countless blood-stained muddy water.

And at the moment when the muddy water was flying, Jory rushed fiercely with a chopping axe, broke up the muddy water in front of him and rushed towards the nearest person, grabbing a person is a fierce "lion roar"!

Whenever the lion's roar drains Jory's stamina, a little hymn regains his strength, and he acts like a killing machine that bursts into a shockwave, scattering enemies in his path for fear of being bruised by Jory's strange shockwave.

The passionate and stubborn singing is shrouded in this bone prison, and in the enclosed space at this moment, a maddening scene is being performed.

Jory only needs to have a mouth to be the "Lion Battle Roar", and in just half a minute, he roared out the "Lion Battle Roar" red soul power no less than eight times, without the shock wave of the vindictive spirit in the magical civilization, swatting the people who are scurrying around one by one.

Beat? How to fight! Focusing on the person who is good at melee combat, he goes up, roars and flies back upside down, flying back faster than rushing through. These are people with all sorts of melee weapons

Needless to say, there are still some people who use bows and crossbows and spells as their means of attack, and they can barely rely on their long-range advantage to cause damage to Jori, but the first thing to kill in Jory's eyes is these long-range attackers.

The great situation is out of control! And it has evolved into an unsolvable situation!

Not long ago, they were still like cats and mice ready to play with Chowry and bring them back, but now they, who should have played the role of "cats", are being chased around by the "little mouse" in their eyes.

Many people took advantage of the fact that they were not being targeted by Jory, and they all got close to the bone spur prison at the very edge, and bombarded the white bone prison wall with their own means. The bone prison that used to ensure that Jory, the "little mouse", would not escape, has now become a burden to them in making dumplings.

In the White Bone Prison, Jory slashed everywhere with a chopping axe, and from time to time a fierce "lion war roar" erupted, and a figure flying upside down could be seen shooting out at any time.

"Bone demon, you are paralyzed! Hurry up and scatter the white bone mana for Lao Tzu! ”

A slender man with angry eyes looked at the man who had unleashed the "Bone Prison" urgently, but what he saw was a head that had risen backwards. The slender man's face turned pale.

The bone demon's face froze for a moment of astonishment, and her head flew out diagonally and rolled on the muddy wetland, and before the rolling head stopped, it was inadvertently kicked and flew away by the feet of others.

The woman holding the White Bone Staff, her behavior just now was too arrogant, this woman was the culprit who cast the spell to trap Jory, and she also ridiculed Jory, so arrogant that it was difficult for Jory not to notice her.

And now she's dead, and there's no dissolution of the spellcaster. In other words, unless the mana consumption of the White Bone Prison can't support the maintenance form, you have to wait for it to dissipate naturally......

Wait to die!

Under the hymn of the blessing of stubborn will, the killing for survival is about to come to an end.

Jory has never had such bad luck as he has today.

Surrounded by the enemy, he not only held out for a long time, but he also killed two or three people.

And when Jory was about to be in a desperate situation, he sang a hymn that returned Jory's desperate situation to his enemies.

Jory had never experienced such "luck", and he vaguely felt that such "luck" did not belong to him.

This seems to be a bit of "luck" that Jory plundered, and when his life was in danger, it guided the next gaffe.

Jory loved such "plunder".

The muddy sand beneath his feet was red with blood, and his boots swished when he stepped on them. Jory's hand was covered in sticky blood, and he grinned as he drew several tadpole words on a bone barb.

Instantly, Jory rolled over and walked away to the bottom of the bone wall opposite, where he picked up his axe and slammed a few bone spurs.

The white bones that have lost their mana for a long time are already fragile.

The cracked bone spurs were about to break, and Jory stepped on it and kicked several bone spurs at the bottom in succession.

Even if he left, he did not forget to loot the corpse's belongings, picked out the intact weapons and special objects and packed them, obviously his body was on the verge of the limit, but Jory was seriously injured and carried the burden full of trophies.

Both legs were bleeding, but Jory still clung to the loot and didn't let go.

He's gone.

Left stumps and skulls all over the floor.

There is also a circle of fragile bone prisons.

……

A long time has passed, and the territory of Castlevania is still the sky of polar night, there are no stars or moons in the sky, and there is no reference material for comparing time. However, people who have lived under this sky for a long time have their own belongings.

Rodis held up a pocket watch and stared intently at the movement of the hands.

Every time the hands of the pocket watch turned for an extra minute, his face became gloomy.

By the time the minute hand had reached the end of its thirtieth turn, Roddis's eyes showed unbearable irritability.

Taking a deep breath, Rodis calmed down the anger on his face, and when he opened his eyes again, he had a faint smile, and he actually smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth.

Don't look at Rhodis's usual amiable appearance, if you really think that he is such a good person, the person who thinks so will either die in the field or die in Rhodis's laboratory.

As long as it is something that Rhodes has a crush on, no one generally dares to show greed, at least not in front of him. Rhodis's entourage chased after the dead hero who took away the "Most Anticipated Poem", so the vast majority of people gave up the idea of chasing the past in disguise, even if it was just to see the excitement.

…… This time the situation is a bit extraordinary, Rodis, he was actually slapped in public.

Today's event will definitely become the entertainment talk of several major cities.

Of course, it's just a conversation that circulates in private, and whoever dares to shout on the bright side that Rodis is ugly today is absolutely dead.

In the open space that can be dried, many people have long been dispersed, lest Rhodes be annoyed and angry, and most of the people who remained here at this time and did not leave have their own belongings, such as a few retinues belonging to Rhodis, and a group of bandaged creatures belonging to the "soul messengers". The few people who are still left are naturally not very worried about Rodis killing people, even if Rodis is really crazy and wants to destroy everyone, it is impossible for him to come out today and bring too few people.

The only one who was more unusual was a boy with short fiery red hair, and the look in his eyes did not look like a boy of seven or eight years old, but even more contemplative than some adults in their twenties and thirties.

A boy with short fiery red hair, he was holding a strange little beast in his arms, a small beast with fine brown scales, and a slender and straight nose, which accounted for almost one-third of the body length of the small beast.

The strange little beast shook its long nose a few times, and then snorted and rubbed the boy a few times, as if urging him, but the little beast was clutched so clutfully by the boy that no one saw its strange appearance.

At this time, Rhodes suddenly turned around, with a bright smile on his face, and asked the short-haired boy in a warm voice, "Fire man, can your weevils track the scent of that person just now?" ”

Shaking his head apologetically, the boy said apologetically, "Mr. Rhodis, as you know, my brother tracks the target's scent, and he also needs to smell the target's personal belongings. ”

The boy's expression was simple, the hero of the dead appeared too quickly, and the weevil in his arms did not have time to lean over and smell the hero's scent.

"Huh."

Rodis chuckled as if he didn't care.

Rhodes had such a gentle and somewhat urbane image, and if it weren't for seeing him slapped in public before, no one would have felt his impending rage.

It's the calm that holds down the volcanic eruption.

I just don't know, when Rhodes saw with his own eyes that his entourage had become corpses in Jory's hands, would he still be able to maintain his elegant appearance and suppress the outburst of anger?

Rodis still believes in his supporters.

He was still waiting for his entourage to capture Jory.

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