"Damn devil, when the ears of wheat we planted are harvested, I will take my wife to hide far away in the mainland, and let those stupid soldiers fight with the devil!"

The sweaty farmer put down his sickle, he complained indignantly, but met the eyes of the other two brothers, only to hear a topless farmer say: "It seems that you are quite aggrieved, today I will teach you a lesson, even if you hide in the interior, the nobles will drive you back, we farmers do not cultivate the land, what do they eat?" ”

This is an artificial field in the southwest of Dolambia, although it is close to the border of the battle line, but there is no way, Dolambia has countless mouths waiting to eat, just relying on the food transported from the rear is not enough, there has been no war for a long time and there are decades of peace, the superior people can only let these farmers take risks and cultivate the fields in the rear of Dolambia.

The food and materials that were delivered over had already been exploited by the nobles after going through a series of processes, and Dolambia didn't grow crops himself, so that the men who were preparing for the war at the forefront drank the wind? Some time ago, it was better, due to a group of undead army attacking Dolambia, and then the material deprivation situation was reduced a lot, but it is difficult to guarantee that one day facing the scene of the city, the farmer still has to continue planting, and do not hesitate to use ripening drugs to harvest this batch of crops as soon as possible.

"Hey, what's going on?"

The farmer with the ripening potion in his left hand and the sickle in his right hand, he was busy removing weeds and spreading ripening medicine, so busy that he was so busy that he didn't know that the sky around him was dark, and when he felt that something was quiet around him that was not quite right, he suddenly looked up and looked around, only to see that a radius of several kilometers had become an empty land.

Just ten minutes ago, he had complained to the busy farmer in the field next door, but now everyone but himself seemed to have evaporated.

It was supposed to be a sunny sky, but at some point the sun dimmed, and a strange haze like a cloud obscured the sun. There was silence and no one around, and this extremely strange sight made the farmer feel palpitations inexplicably, and he looked back and forth and shouted, "Hey! Where are you dying! ”

"Are you trying to sneak up on me and scare me? I'll tell you, it's not funny, it's better to get me out before I get angry! ”

But still no one responded to him, the farmer couldn't help but be afraid, after all, he was in the Dolambia region closest to the demon territory, and the so-called dancing on the tip of the knife was to describe these farmers, although the lord had ordered a group of soldiers stationed nearby to protect the farmer's safety, but at this moment, there was a dead silence and strangeness in front of him. Completely out of the normal range.

The so-called fear of death, naturally he ran away when he found that something was wrong, and the farmer threw away the farming work in the field and turned around and ran directly to the city of Dolambia.

However, as soon as he turned around, the farmer suddenly saw a dark shadow standing in front of him. The black shadow of inky black stood in front of him silently like a living person, and the farmer was startled, and subconsciously turned around and fled in the other direction, but when he turned around. It's already hopeless.

Three black shadows, showing the momentum of the horns, silently surrounded the farmer.

"Is that him?"

One of them, a dark shadow with a rusty blade, let out a goosebump-inducing questioning sound.

The most special of the three dark shadows. There was a dark red blood light on his chest, and I saw this black shadow say in a voice that was not much different from that of ordinary humans: "No, he doesn't have the taste of a young master." ”

The way these three dark shadows communicate is very dull. There seems to be no logic of normal people's thinking.

"Poof!"

The frightened farmer fell to his knees, tears welling up uncontrollably.

"The city lord asked us to find the whereabouts of the young master, and gave us three days of free time each. We can't find it in three days, and we're going back to that hell place again. The black shadow, whose voice was like rust, mechanically communicated with the other two black shadows, and the words of the exchange were so concise that they were almost pale, only to hear him continue: "Elius, you are the superior demon favored by the city lord among us, can you hear the voice of the city lord?" Ask us if there are any clues about the young master, and we will continue to look for it unless we kill all the human beings. ”

It was when the three black shadows communicated with each other as if no one was around, essentially ignoring the kneeling farmer, it was clear that the three of them had done nothing, and even the subjective idea of wanting to kill the farmer did not arise, but in this short period of time, the farmer kneeling on the ground, his whole body skin quickly faded from bronze at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the inferior cloth had been thrown into the disinfectant and bleached, and the complexion of the farmer's body was rapidly fading.

The three black shadows did not have the subjective idea of letting the farmer die, they just stood around him not far away and communicated with themselves, the skin of the farmer's body had faded to gray and white, and the whole person knelt on the ground like a sculpture, his breathing had long since stopped, and his stone gray face fixed fear on his face.

"Elius, do you hear the voice of the city lord?"

There was a dark red bloody shadow on his chest, and his voice, which sounded not much different from that of a normal man, said, "With this heart, I can do a lot of things, but I am not omnipotent. ”

"Remember, the city lord's order is not to kill as the first goal, the most important thing is to find how many masters of Aluka, we will look for it separately and improve efficiency."

"Okay."

The three insensitive black shadows slowly faded in the air, and when the three black shadows disappeared completely, the empty field, the corpses of several dead people appeared very strangely, these corpses seemed to appear suddenly, without any warning, they jumped out of thin air, and in the evil field, the farmers who disappeared before appeared one by one, they showed all kinds of distorted dead clothes, some stood on tiptoe and twisted their hands into claws, tilted their bodies in horror and fixed on the field, The frightened facial features of the face are stretched, and it is almost impossible to see the original.

There was also the corpse of a farmer, who was clearly dead, but still brandished his sickle in horror, slashing at his neck again and again, and slashing at his neck endlessly, which seemed to be forever and ever.

The first farmer nailed diagonally to the field's facial features was scared to death, and the strange power beyond nature still allowed him to maintain the posture of leaning on his toes without falling, as for the second corpse, it was a psychological fear that could not bear it. The farmer who wanted to kill himself to get rid of his fear, but unfortunately he didn't have to stop slashing his neck after he died, repeating the suicide action like a puppet.

There are many more corpses......

This is the power of the superior demon, without the heroic iron will, it is impossible to resist the power of the superior demon to distort reality, for ordinary people in the mortal body, even if the superior demon does not take the initiative to raise the idea of killing the other party, mortals will die in a supernatural and strange way like those farmers.

In the demon hierarchy system, the change from mortal to semi-demon is a change of mentality. From a half-demon to a small demon is a change in life form, while a pure-blood demon is a real metamorphosis, but when it comes to a high-level demon, it is no longer in the category of a life form. If a pure-blooded demon can still be regarded as a living being, then the superior demon is like an invisible curse and calamity, and the superior demon is the embodiment of calamity and terror, they have no substance, but exist in a state of spirit and mind.

After Jossel took control of the Castlevania Void Realm. He locked all the superior demons into the inner world, preventing these terrifying incarnations from entering the mortal world, but now that Jossel is dead, the superior demons have lost their shackles.

There is no Enola's sake. Jory had already unleashed all the high-ranking demons and bloodied the entire continent for the unjust deaths of his descendants, instead of ordering the high-ranking demons to find Alucardor as their first goal.

Compared to the flying halflings and the dark creatures that can burrow into the ground, these high-ranking demons come and go beyond the limits of nature. It's easier for them to find every nook and cranny of Aisalas in terms of mobility.

And just after the superior demon had left the fields southwest of Dorambia for some time, a man riding a strange mount in the distance rushed over with the girl behind him.

"Buzz!!"

The sound of the stiff motor turning is extremely heavy. Li Yan, who was riding on a motorcycle, drove to this field at the highest speed, he used a beautiful tail swing to slow down and stop, and the girl sitting behind jumped down closely.

"It should be here, I feel the 'mistake' of this world nearby, it must be something that does not belong to this world that haunts the neighborhood." The girl's lovely face was solemn, and Li Yan wanted to laugh when he glanced at it several times, but gradually, he lost his desire to laugh. Hope.

It didn't take long for the farmer, who showed all kinds of terrifying deaths, to meet Li Yan's eyes.

Li Yan, who had a scar extending from the corner of his left face, was about to show a smile, and after seeing these tragically dead farmers, his smile immediately became cold, and his eyes spurted with anger.

"Was it a curse or a ferocious spirit?" Li Yan asked in a deep voice, while continuing to look at the dead silence and strange misery of this field, unfortunately, Li Yan suddenly saw a farmer who was still cutting his neck with a sickle, and he just wanted to rush up but was stopped by the girl.

"Don't go! He's dead! It's a contagious curse, and if you touch it, you might get it! I don't want to be hunted down by spirits and curses with you. ”

Gritting his teeth, Li Yan withdrew from the field, he looked at the dead corpses on the field with anger in his eyes, he was uncharacteristically impulsive, it was obvious that Li Yan had tasted the "infectious" curse, and had learned a lesson.

"Evil spirits and curses can spread like viruses, what's wrong with this world, isn't it just a 'mistake' for vampires?" Li Yan hatefully punched his palm.

Hearing a dull explosion of air, Li Yan's angry and unintentional punch actually burst out with fierce energy, if this punch hammered on the human body, it was difficult to guarantee that the human body would not explode like a watermelon. After suffocating his head for a while, Li Yan took the girl back on a motorcycle, a product that this world did not have.

This is a technology product that he exchanged with someone else with one of his own armor, and the speed is extremely fast, so you don't have to worry about falling apart if it is too fast, but the shock performance is ......

"Sometimes I really don't want to do the work of Time Keeper anymore, it's not only hard work but also brain-draining, do you say that correcting mistakes can't be solved in a real fight?" Riding a motorcycle at a rapid speed, Li Yan's face was very ugly, he obviously sounded a certain high-IQ and poisonous man with glasses: "I have to calculate and strategize every time, and I am engaged in conspiracy and relations with the forces of the mission world......"

The girl snorted coldly: "Orangutan ......"

"What did you say?" Li Yan was affected by the sound of the wind brought by the gallop, and he didn't hear what the girl snorted coldly.

The girl looked up at the sky and said loudly, "I say, today's orangutan is so bright!" ”

"Oh......" Li Yan, who was driving a motorcycle, looked up at the sky, huh? Isn't it daytime, where are the stars?

While the girl and Li Yan were entangled in the connection between orangutans and stars, they drove their motorcycles to the closest human city. Dolambia.

The job assigned to them by that slut, in addition to exploring the "anomalies" of this world, is to contact the humans of the native world and obtain the help of the local forces. However, due to Li Yan's straightforward and cheerful personality, it made people very uneasy, so the girl followed, in case Li Yan saw the native human and pulled the other party and said, Hey, I am the Guardian of Time, a warrior sent from another world to save you.

Not why. It's not that his companions don't believe Li Yan, but because Li Yan has done this many times, he has to send someone to keep an eye on him.

As the two of them prepare for their first contact with the native humans, the rest of their teammates are splitting up. Li Yan and the girl's job is to contact the native humans, and it stands to reason that the three men with the highest IQ are more suitable for contact with the local forces than Li Yan, but now he has more important things to deal with, and Li Yan will never be able to do it.

Li Yan is an impulsive type who rolls up his sleeves and rushes forward when he sees the enemy, and the task of surveying behind enemy lines cannot be handed over to him.

And the horned fantasy each drove an assembly motorcycle. In the rapid speed, the oncoming wind was blowing, and Sanwu Nan turned his head to look at the unfamiliar driving skills of the horned illusion, and his voice without sorrow and joy pierced the wind and shouted: "Don't drive too fast." This is a hand-assembled driving tool, and I am not responsible for falling to your death at this speed. ”

Horned Phantom smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's the first time I've driven this mount called Motorcycle." ”

The first time? The first time you drove it to 32 mph? Besides, what is it about calling a motorcycle a mount, do you pretend that you have never seen a motorcycle before? Sanwu didn't even show his contempt for him. Only when there is a horned illusion is also pretending. Force.

"But ......" Youjiao Fan suddenly remembered something, and said loudly to the three non-male who were more than ten meters away: "What's the matter that it will fall apart if you drive too fast, didn't you say it to Li Yan." Won't the motorcycle break down no matter how fast it starts? ”

Sanwu Nan seemed to despise the wisdom of the horned illusion, how strong is the assembled motorcycle, such an obvious lie can deceive Li Yan, and the horned illusion also asked, and the three innocent men didn't bother to answer him.

So, Sanwu Nan cleverly ignored the problem of the horned illusion.

The three-nil man wearing goggles looked at the front expressionlessly, and the outline of a huge castle was faintly revealed in the distance, which looked very gloomy under the reflection of the blood-colored moonlight.

Spanning countless distances, on the upper floors of the distant castle, a gloomy looking Jory had already returned to the Void Realm's City Lord's Palace, he leaned back on his throne, his forehead absentmindedly staring at the carpet.

Suddenly, the light of the City Lord's Hall dimmed for a moment, and a moment later, a dark figure appeared on the carpet under the steps of the throne.

"Your Majesty, no trace of the young master has been found."

Sharp nails tapped against the metal armrest, and Jory's lowered gaze slowly lifted, and his dark red eyes looked at the black figure.

"Maybe Master Aluka is still in your native plane, not in Athalas, so ......"

In the middle of this breath, a blood-colored giant hand suddenly stretched out from the feet of the black figure, and the claws condensed with scarlet blood on the whole couldn't help but grab the black figure and pull him into a pool of blood.

"Dash...... Da ......"

Jory, who sat on the throne, still stared at the carpet with dark eyes, his fingernails tapping lightly on the armrests, and he was silent from beginning to end, and the silence was terrifying.

Yes, Jory, who has fused the divinity of the void, has regained thousands of years of memories that belong to him as a vampire, but he also said goodbye to his past self at the same time, Dracula awakens again, Jory's self-personality has returned to his previous life, and it is difficult for him to talk and laugh as casually as before, not that he won't, but he can't do it.

A hesitant figure came out of the gate of the side hall, Enola, who was wearing a white dress, and she came to the door of the side hall and looked at Jory with worry. This sense of powerlessness that she knows her husband has troubles but can't solve his problems makes Enola, who has a strong personality, very uncomfortable, and she can't say nutritious and meaningless words of comfort, but she wants to do something for Jory, but she doesn't know what to do to solve Jory's troubles.

"Enola, I've been very unquiet for the last few days, and I've caused you trouble." Jory lowered his arm, he stepped down from the throne, stood at the gate of the palace and looked into the distance: "But my blood is forced to die, I can't be calm, when I make those pay the price, I hope you don't interfere, don't embarrass me." ”

Hearing Jory say this suddenly, as if announcing something to Enola, Jory at this moment made Enola feel very unfamiliar, and she asked in surprise, "Do you want to... Do? ”

"My castle is located on this continent, and I have never taken the initiative to provoke humans, but humans are just attracted by their own desires. Driven by desire and selfishness, voluntarily falling. Fallen into demons, and after my death they put their own fall. All the fall and fault are pushed to me, and the beautiful name is the end of the world, regard my bloodline as a sinner, insult my descendants, trample on their dignity, and force my bloodline to death in my castle, and there will be no peace in death, and there will be no whole ......corpse left" The voice was stunned, and Qiao Li looked indifferently at the outline of the distant earth outside the main hall: "If you owe a blood debt, you must pay it with blood!" (To be continued......) u