The thing that flew into his hand left him, which made him more uncomfortable than killing Jory.

The changes brought about by the dark talent are not only reflected in the strength, but also in the attraction that can make the soul fall deeper and deeper into the dark direction.

The power pursued by Castlevania is actually the evolution of life forms! From oneself to one's mind, one is infinitely close to the demon, and when the body and mind are infinitely close to the critical point of the demon, there will never be any human nature left.

Jori, who is in the early stage of being a half-demon, is evolving his mind towards a demon. When his mind completely deviates from the values of ordinary people, that is, when his body is demonic.

At this moment, he was chased by a group of people who looked like tigers and wolves, and the reason for the current situation was Jory's whim. Jory didn't regret it at all, he knew what he had done, and when he saw the guy who had no one in his eyes just now, he didn't even look at him, so he stretched out his hand to Yihua as a matter of course...... Jory doesn't pump who he smokes!

It was like a group of mad dogs chasing the bones, and more than thirty people gathered together and burst out with a murderous aura that would not stop, and they would not stop until Jory was thrown to the ground.

"Whoosh ......"

Among the dozens of people who were plundering, there were sometimes flying dark arrows covering Jory's back, but the cluster of arrows was always a little bit closer, grazing Jory's body and sliding away, allowing Jory to dodge by coincidence every time.

According to Jory's unlucky way in the past, not to mention a dozen or so hidden arrows, it is just one hidden arrow, whether he can dodge or not is another matter.

And at this moment, Qiao Li unintentionally, he actually cleverly and accidentally dodged the dark arrows from countless bows and crossbows, and this luck was completely different from what Qiao Li had in the past.

It seemed that it was difficult to find that the weapon of long-range attack was difficult to shoot at Jori, and the many people chasing behind couldn't catch up for a while, and one by one the people who rushed through the muddy wetland, a woman holding a white bone staff jumped out, only to see her agile figure through the splashing mud flowers around her, the woman holding the white bone staff whispered an obscure language, and then she raised the bone staff and pointed to Jory further ahead.

"Click-"

More than twenty meters in front of Qiao Li, a layer of fine white bone barbs suddenly rushed up, and the hideous and white dense bone spurs were five or six meters high, like a wall blocking Qiao Li's way.

However, Jory didn't stop for a moment, rushing towards the dense bone spur wall at a faster speed, and the super burst of the power of the dead once again accelerated Jory's blood flow speed by a few points, which allowed the stiff corpse to exert the ability not to lose to the explosive power of humans, pushing Jory to break through the wind again.

Like a whirlwind, he leaped into the air and jumped against the bone spur wall. Jumping to a height of more than four meters above the bone wall, Jory grabbed a bone spur and continued to jump upwards without stopping.

"Naïve ......"

The female mage who released the dense bone spurs sneered, her eyes flashed, and Jory grabbed the six-meter bone wall that the bone spurs were about to climb over, and suddenly grew two meters high.

Caught off guard, Jory slammed headfirst into the hard bone wall, and he fell out of mid-air.

Taking advantage of the brief moment of Jori's whereabouts, a large number of people in their thirties who looked like crazy scattered as soon as possible, surrounding all the routes that Jory could escape.

Then, they all laughed.

"MD, what's the matter with this kid, he runs faster than a rabbit!"

"If you run fast, you'll die!"

With bad intentions, they all stepped in the direction of Jory, and the repression and murderous aura brought by it condensed into one point and forced Jory in the middle.

The woman holding the white bone staff sneered and said, "My mana is not enough to support the next spell, you can help me!" ”

Several people around her immediately hurried over and each threw her a pale blue crystal.

Grabbing the crystal in her hand, the woman smiled proudly, she raised the white bone staff and pointed straight to the sky, and her murmuring murmur suddenly became high-pitched. After a while, the ground began to tremble violently, and countless thick white bones pierced out of the surface, forming a bone wall more than six meters high, enclosing the surrounding wetlands within a radius of tens of meters.

Jory's cold eyes swept over the expressions of these people, and swept over the walls of bone that surrounded the prison.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Jory's most hated bully in his life is a bully, because the reason why he came to this damn world is because he is a wicked young hand who killed himself in a car accident.

Surrounded by so many people at this moment, there is a high wall of white bones on the outer layer, trapped in the encirclement of enemies who are eyeing him, Jory regrets it, Jory regrets that he just slapped that idiot just now, why don't you take the opportunity to spit in his face again? It is better to spit a mouthful of phlegm into his mouth.

At this time, the dots fell from mid-air, and landed on Jory's shoulders with the strange flowers.

In the eyes of the others, they didn't see the dots, what they saw was that this strange flower landed on Jory by itself.

You don't need to talk nonsense, and if you give an impassioned line before playing, you're acting.

The man who was playing with Jory pressed towards him, and the strong man wielding a heavy mace roared and was the first to pounce on Jory.

The heavy mace barbs, sticking to the wisps of minced flesh, the surface of the sticky substance, looks like how many people have been stoned to death. Looking at the mace that was being slammed at him, Jory jerked back, keeping his distance from the strong man.

It's a pity that the second, third, and fourth people came around, and seeing that the crowd was coming, the space that Jory could move around became more and more narrow.

"If he can make this kind of limelight once, it's worth dying."

Some of the men in the back with staff and longbows did not gather around, but looked at Jory with a cat-and-mouse playful gaze.

The wind whistled, and Jory dodged the heavy mace, but he couldn't dodge a dagger stabbed at his side. A sharp stinging pain pierced his waist, Jory frowned, mustered all his strength to grasp the arm holding the dagger, his eyes sharpened, he straightened the arm with both hands, lifted his knee and slammed it against the outside joint.

The straight arm suddenly folded inward into a deformed arc.

Jory pulled the screaming little man and pulled him directly in front of him, just under the mace that hit him head, and the little man's head was smashed out of several layers of flesh.

The little dwarf who used a dagger to sneak attack Jory once was killed on the spot by a mace without saying a word!

The first! Die!

He turned around and grabbed Qiao Li who was holding a sword, and the corner of his eye swept to the mace waved by the strong man on the side, Qiao Li suddenly fell down, just dodging the mace that swept over his back, and within the range of the mace fan attack, the three people who were close to him flew out in panic, one of them retreated a few more steps, pointed at the strong man and scolded hatefully: "What do you plan to kill us with?!" ”

"Ahh

The scolding and screaming rang out at the same time.

Jory, who was lying on the ground, rushed out, grabbed a man's leg and bit mercilessly, his neck shrunk sharply, and his teeth bit down a large piece of scarlet flesh. The man with blood on his leg hissed and screamed, and then his eyes were fierce, and he picked up his big sword and shot it directly at Jory's head.

On the other hand, Jory did not dodge or dodge, and smashed a simple old fist into the man's crotch.

"Hmm!!"

The man who swung his sword and wanted to smash Jory's head turned pale, as if he had been poked in the most painful place, and he directly abandoned the sword and covered his crotch and fell to the ground.

Turning over, Jory, who was lying on his back, saw that the strong man was swinging his mace and slashing down at him, he bent over, his feet bounced up, and the soles of his shoes kicked the strong man's face. The explosive nature of the power of the dead brought strong kinetic energy to Jory's muscles all over his body, making his movements seem to be fast-forwarding without stopping for a minute, kicking the strong man back, and Jory flipped up from the ground and slammed into the arms of the other.

…… Jory is a completely deadly style of play.

Extremely ruthless and ferocious!

However, Jory's personal specialty is muscular strength, not only is his strength and resistance much stronger than those with other specialties, but the explosive nature of the power of the dead gives Jory agility in addition to strength, so what he is best at is hand-to-hand combat!

As long as the physical strength is not exhausted, as long as the body can withstand the pressure of overspeeding, Jory can maintain the state of the power of the dead all the time!

Today, it is the first full-scale battle in the half month since Jory came to Aitharas, a group battle! For him, an ordinary person who was just a white-collar worker in the past, he didn't have much combat experience, and he relied on habit and instinct to shoot, and if he was not careful, he would be hit hard, and the danger was self-evident!

However, what about the danger, everyone else is killed, and Jory wants to watch the butcher's knife cut through his neck! Say I'm sorry, can he still shake hands with this group of people and make peace?

No! Can! Yes!

Those who dare to threaten his life, those who dare to take his wealth...... Never die!

"Whew-"

Twice as strong as an ordinary person, bursting out with the power of the dead, Jory immediately knocked a person away from his shoulder, he took this person's weapon with his hand, and without looking at what it was, he twisted his body and slashed behind him with his backhand.

The edge swept by, and the two heads instantly spurted blood and flew up.

The slippery grip was grasped in his hand, Qiao Liping held a chopping axe stained with warm blood, his red eyes swept over the two headless corpses behind him, and in the next second, Qiao Li picked up the chopping axe and roared wildly and spun around and flew towards the other person.

And after this instant, the two headless corpses slowly fell.

A torrent of blood poured out from the short neck, mixed with the muddy wetland, and quickly dyed the soft ground crimson.

Flesh and blood flying, roaring at any cost. Never die, never stop!

In order to curry favor with Rhodis, in order to get him a chance to speak well in front of his own umbrella, it is impossible for this group of doglegs to let Jory go, and Jory will not be restrained.

Whoever wants him to die, whoever wants to rob him, whoever he is, will be his enemy.

It's a fight for survival or flattery.

It's a, a feast of blood!