"Boom!!"

The mountain rocks rolled down from the chains smashed down towards Jory, and the loud thud was accompanied by the crashing of corpses, and the tiny stones struck on Jory's coat. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test squinted his eyes and looked at the Grim Reaper's phantom frozen in mid-air, Jory raised his arms high, he held the blood whip and threw it down, pulling out a deep mark on the black rock wall.

At his feet, Jory's eyes suddenly lit up with two blue glows, and he leaned over like a sharp arrow and flew out straight at Josser.

"It's over!"

Wiping a handful of black blood from the corner of his mouth, Josel let out a terrible howl as he turned his frozen chains to meet Jory.

At the moment when the two flying figures, one red and one black, collided together, the crisp and powerful sound of explosion was endless, and the rapid movement of the two in a small area rolled out a dazzling afterimage together. The blood whip and the chain collided densely, sometimes mixed with sudden punches and kicks.

Jory controls the endless power of demonization, the power of Josser's endless spell marks, in the midst of the roar of evil spirits and beasts, the spell mark of Josser's left hand is constantly changing, resisting the demonic soul power released by Jory again and again.

"Roar!!

In the storm of rain between two slender weapons, Jory suddenly opened his mouth, and a roar like a lion and tiger blasted out of his mouth, and at great closeness, it sprayed a shockwave that was extremely terrifying towards Josser. It was difficult to dodge at such a close distance, so Josser directly raised his left arm and resisted a sonic blast with his flesh, he grinned fiercely, his steps continued to retreat under the bombardment of the shockwave, still smiling, Josser's sleeves and gloves were shattered in the shockwave. A patch of pale skin is revealed.

"What is this? What kind of attack is it!! Roaring back for an unknown number of steps, Jossel slammed his heel, and with a stroke of his pen he scattered the unsustained roar of the lion, but what was waiting before him. It is Jory dark brown sole.

"Bang!"

Jory jumping in the air. A footprint landed on Josser's distorted face. His eyes changed, and Jori, who was suspended in mid-air, seemed to add strength to his legs. But Josel didn't move.

"Hum Hum Hum ......"

A low laugh came from the soles of Jory's shoes.

"Hahaha!!"

Laughing wildly, Josel threw away the chain directly, he suddenly hugged Jory's right leg, and his arms bulged with majestic strength. Grabbed Jory's leg and turned around and slammed him to the ground.

"Great Demon King, how does it taste, huh?" Grabbing Jory's ankle, Josel smashed Jory around like a hammer in an extremely savage manner: "Give me death!" Die to me!! Dead Dead Dead !! ”

As long as Dracula is dead, then it can all be over......

Grabbing Jory's leg and throwing him high into the air, Josser jumped up and chased Jory in mid-air. He grabbed Jory by the hair and fell from the air. Below, from more than twenty meters in the air, Josser pressed Jory's head and smashed it to the ground.

Hearing a muffled bang, Jory's face smashed directly into the mountains and rivers. Crashed into a horrific corpse pit. Josser, who fell from a high place, bent his legs, and Jory, who was chasing the ground, fell to his knees in the air, and his knee hit Jory's spine from twenty meters in the air.

No longer looking at the chain whips scattered on the ground, Josel used the most primitive way to press his knees against Jory's back, clenched his fists and slammed them towards the back of Jory's head.

"Die, die!!"

The smell of blood in the air was like a helpless sigh.

This "Jori" who fought with Josel is no longer the original figure, and the real Jory has decomposed into a bloody light mist covering the Black Rock Mountains and rivers. It was just a soul transformation, the main body and the doppelganger were transposed, and Jory deceived this crazy man with no power.

It's a pity that Jory can fool this crazy man, but he can't fool the Grim Reaper Phantom he unleashes. Soon, Josser sensed the true and false body of Jory from the movement of the Grim Reaper's phantom, and when he saw the Grim Reaper raising his scythe high and looking around with the numb soul fire, he should know that he was looking for Jory's true body.

In the end, it seemed that he found "Jory" everywhere, a phantom who did not seem to have much wisdom and spirituality, and he swung the white bone scythe impenetrable, wielding the scythe back and forth over the entire mountain and river, cutting through the residual breath of Jory.

From a third person's point of view, Jory looked at the thin white lines in mid-air that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and he knew very well that this was due to the speed of the Grim Reaper, which made his form more blurred, and the white line net that could only be captured was the visual contrast of the speed formed by the immeasurable speed of the Grim Reaper, which was the visual effect formed by the white bone scythe.

Seeing this terrifying speed and the hard-to-catch scythe cutting line, Jory breathed a sigh of relief, and he thought of relief in his heart: "This is not Chriss, the real him, the Grim Reaper can see through the weakness of my state, Chriss's fighting style has always been a one-knife kill......"

From the Grim Reaper's unusually furious shuttle cuts, Joselle realized that he was probably beating an impostor, and he let go of the Jory beneath him, and after Josel let go, the man beneath him liquefied into a pool of blood. Standing up, Jossel looked up at the sky, he clenched his fists and roared, "Where are you hiding?" Give it to me, get out! Go out! Come! ”

He exuded an increasingly cold temperament, and he could almost see frost and snow forming in Josser's dull hair.

Abandoning human nature, throwing away principles and calmness in exchange for such strength, Josser's strength is stronger than he was a human in the past, but he has lost the most important iron will of the heroic powerhouse, and from the beginning, he has lost the source of resistance to the influence of the Void Divinity.

Today's Jossell is no longer the suave man, now he is just a half-human, half-demon on the verge of losing his humanity, and the day will come when he will be completely reduced to a tyrannical and destructive demon, but he will never admit it.

"You won't come out, will you?" Jossel roared angrily, he suddenly looked at his frozen hair, and then slowly lowered his head, looked at his hands, and muttered in a logical way: "You wait, watch me...... Look at me...... It's over your ...... right away."

Transformed into a large area of light blood mist, Jori's spiritual senses suddenly appeared a swirling ball of frost and snow, and the center of that frost and snow was Jossell, who seemed to be sluggish.

The colder and colder, from the depths of his heart, froze Joselle's hair, and the white frost and snow spread from his neck all the way to his chest, and the cold frost ran down his arm to his wrist.

"It's ......"

Jory's spirit body sensed this familiar chill, and he was stunned for a moment, then let out a low curse.

The world only knows that there are three powerful curse seals in the curse seal, after the complete combination, its name is Dominus, legend has it that it was made of Dracula's Horcrux, because the power is too strong for mortals to bear, so it is divided into three parts, the three spell seals are the power of the demon king, the bite of frost, and the song of purgatory.

The three sigils that became the final sigils were lost centuries ago after Dracula's death. Now the power of the demon king has been brought back to Camelot by Enola, and the whereabouts of the remaining Frostbite and Infernal Song have been unknown, but now, Jory has seen the curse mark of the Infernal Song with his own eyes at the center of Josser's forehead.

Just after the hoarfrost on Josel's arm spread to his hands, there was no need for Jory to be suspicious anymore, and the last final spell mark was also on his hand.

The Frostbite and the Song of Purgatory are the souls of weapons, and without them, Jory would not be able to concretize divinity as freely as he did back then.

The icy whirlwind blew on the black mountains and rivers, this was no longer the chill in the heart, the coldness in the heart had been condensed into a force that could freeze reality. The bone-chilling cold air fell to the ground, stimulating a large white mist from the mountain rocks, which had been exposed to hot sulfur for many years.

Materializing the power of the mind, the weapon of divinity, when the extreme heat and extreme cold converged, the white vapor center erupted, and half of Josser's body was covered with frost, and he stood in place as if frozen, suddenly holding his hands together.

"Boom, boom—"

The clear cold light pierced the white steam, and the melodious sound of frost sliding played a cold melody cheerfully, and a bright snow light pressed down all the white mist. At the center of the reverse pressure steam, Josel stiffened his hands and held an ice-blue sword, the tip of which was pointed straight at Jory.

The crystal clear sword body exudes the clear breath of frost and snow, like a king sleeping in the ice and snow world, gradually opening his eyes and waking up.

This is one of the two great divinities of Castlevania, the weapon of the soul and the embodiment of divinity - the Void Sword.