Touching Sauron's head, Jory stood in front of Rosa, silently looking at her demeanor that she wanted to hide but still wanted to pretend to be high, but she didn't know that under this elegant highness, there was disgusting pride.

Dolambia's youngest swordplay genius? Oslan, it's a pity that Jory didn't see him on the battlefield.

But seeing that this beautiful close-fitting combat suit was spotless, and it might as well be called a couple's outfit similar to Rosa's, Jory didn't even look at him, a genius, and walked up to Rosa with his arms around Soren, and then passed by her silently.

Her face stiffened for a moment, and Rosa turned to pretend to smile lightly: "Diao Min is Diao Min, some self-righteous inferior people always forget their own identity and imagine their insignificant merits higher than the sky. ”

"Huh." Oslan stroked Rosa's hair, and he turned to look at Jory as he walked out of the garden.

Oslan stepped forward slightly, and he smiled and said, "I like to fight against strong players, especially between men. Friend, I heard that you are very strong, why don't we have a fair showdown? Hehe, I'm not interested in the nameless, I only have a desire to challenge a warrior like you who has entered the eyes of the lord. Hope. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, the corners of Jory's mouth hooked up a strange smile, and his eyes swept around, there was no one else in the garden at the moment, everyone was busy with their own business.

In other words, no matter what Jory does next, no one will see it.

Slowly, Jory turned his head very slowly, and his dark eyes gradually became as deep red as blood as he looked behind him.

With a rebellious smile on the corner of his mouth, Jory's blood-red eyes revealed an incomparable evil will. The blood-colored evil qi gathered around his body from the chaotic divinity, and Jory turned to face the two men and women whose faces were gradually pale, and his right hand shook, and the long whip that bloomed with dark blood light hung down.

The black turned into red pupils, an abrupt departure from the human life form. A moment ago, he was an ordinary person with a mediocre bearing, and in the blink of an eye, the young man in front of him in a red windbreaker exuded an extremely crushing will. The chaotic divinity was filled with the negative power that countless human beings had gathered through the ages, and the power of the divinity compressed his evil energy into a terrifying intensity.

With his back to the moonlight, Jori's face was covered with a faint shadow, and his blood-colored eyes were brighter.

Oslan suddenly came to his senses, he looked into Jory's eyes, and screamed in horror: "Uh...... Yes!! Save ......"

But seeing a blood-colored whip flash, Oslan's screams suddenly stopped. His eyes widened sharply, and his hands trembled to the blood on his throat. Countless hideous green tendons suddenly bulged under the skin of Jori's face, and the next moment, his figure was like a burst of lightning shooting straight out, and Rosa just saw a flower in front of her eyes, and Jory's figure disappeared from her sight.

The glazed-eyed Rosa couldn't see Jori, so she subconsciously turned her head, and the horror and fear brought to her by her survival instinct made her only know how to escape. However, the moment she turned around. I happened to see Oslan's headless body standing upright beside him.

At some point, Jory had already appeared behind the two.

Grabbing Oslan's blood-spurting head, a large amount of blood poured out of Jory's hand, pulling the head directly into his body. Jory slammed her face in front of Rosa, who was completely stunned at this moment, her trembling eyes staring blankly at Jory who was almost close to her face. Looking at Jory's blood-red eyes, her mind seemed to be swallowed up by the violence under those blood-red eyes.

Jory leaned into Rosa's ear and whispered, "I want you dead." You're going to die, so go into my body with your good friend and play with the Lion and Tiger and the Zombie King. ”

"You...... ...... the hell It's ......"

"As you say, I'm a nobody." The blood that appeared behind Jory's back quickly spread to Rosa, and he chuckled softly in Rosa's ear: "But I have another name, you may have heard of it." People used to call me ...... Evil Dragon. Dracula. ”

The bright red blood tide swallowed Jory and Rosa violently, and the terrible screams and selfless struggles were all wrapped in the blood cocoon, and no movement could be transmitted from the blood cocoon, and it didn't take long for the screams in the blood cocoon to return to calm, and the blood rushed back into Jory's body in the blink of an eye, and Oslan's headless corpse and the lively Rosa were gone. The blood scattered on the grass poured into Jory's body, and there was no trace of the two living people in the open-air garden.

There was no blood, no breath of them, only Jory could hear the screams rippling inside him. Oslan and Rosa's screams resounded in Jori's heart, but they were accompanied by the liger, the zombie king, the lava demon, and the corpse dragon, who would play with the two new human souls inside Jori.

Sauron closed her eyes tightly and cowered into Jory's arms, too frightened to make a sound, and the fruit she was holding fell to the ground.

Picking up the apple that Sauron threw away, Jory took another bite of it, and turned the apple into a pit in a few strokes, he chewed the flesh and pouted: "Waste of food, cut ......" Throwing away the pit casually, Jory carried Soren back to the side hall where Enola stayed.

Dolambia's castle is full of busy scenes, nobles can leisurely go to the banquet, guards and attendants, maids do not have this kind of treatment, each of them is very busy, Lord Morpheus sent a large number of castle attendants to the city, with many soldiers to carry out logistics work, even the guards in the castle were sent out by the lord, especially those private soldiers in captivity of the nobles, all of them were transferred by the lord for the reason of cooperating with the logistics soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

In other words, the current situation is not only that Jory's garden is empty, but even that the entire castle is sparsely populated. Morpheus deliberately drained the troops in the castle of Dolambia, just to cut off the paws of the nobles, and at this time, it should be him, the host of the banquet, who could not do the celebration banquet without Morpheus, the leader.

Although what Morpheus was about to do was to put an end to this ridiculous feast, to send those nobles to their ancestors.

"Your Excellency, you're here." The soldiers stationed at the gate of the main hall saw Morpheus walking in a hurry. Saiya, he immediately said hello, and then whispered something in the lord's ear.

A moment later, Morpheus ordered his civilian officer, "You go find Rosa." She must have been with the bale of straw, and the bale was slaughtered. ”

"Miss Rosa......" When the civil official answered the order, he asked tentatively.

"If she doesn't want to go into the dungeon, let her rest in peace." Morpheus only snorted coldly and undisguised disgust at his niece's sentencing.

Striding into the banquet hall, Morpheus glanced at these noble men and women in beautiful clothes and chatting and laughing, and he did not speak for a long time. The people outside were still suffering from the wounds of war, and the gentlemen and ladies in the hall were still talking about the weather and hobbies. Morpheus is going to remember this moment. Always remember that today he will resolutely swing the butcher's knife against the nobles and pull out the cancer of Dolambia!

Seeing Morpheus walk in, one of the older gentlemen came over, gave Morpheus an elegant chest salute, and smiled slowly: "My lord, we have been waiting for you for a long time, and if you don't come, we will call someone to invite you." "This aristocratic old gentleman. I didn't notice that it was inappropriate to say such a thing in my own capacity.

We're getting impatient, and I'll call someone to invite you if you don't come again...... Although the nobleman said it in ceremonial honorifics, he did not express it with much respect.

"yes. I've been waiting for this day for a long time. Morpheus sighed with emotion, he seemed to think about it, and then said to the more than 100 soldiers who were ambushing outside the main hall: "Some people can't wait, what are you still doing outside?" ”

The old nobleman asked puzzledly, "My lord." You ......"

A cluster of black arrows roared and slammed into the nobleman's eye socket, splattering blood and colorless unidentified liquid. Wipe off the filthy liquids from your face. Lord Morpheus drew his sword from his belt, and he rushed headlong at the stunned nobles, laughing heartily.

In the traditional way, the incriminating evidence of these nobles detained them to the presbyterian church of Camillo, and the nobles who took care of each other only pardoned them in disguise with a painless symbolic punishment. Rather than letting them continue to harm others and waste resources, it is better to kill them now.

Political strife needs to be paved with blood.

A ruthless and iron-blooded ruler like Morpheus is not the only one in history, and the aristocracy that has been pulled out as a cancer is not only today.

As soon as she returned to the side hall, Enola stopped in front of Jori, and after snatching Sauron from Jori's arms, she looked at Jori with a blank look on her face. Enola's anger was a little inexplicable, and Jory couldn't remember when he offended her, was it...... Just now he exposed his dominance and swallowed two people, and he was noticed by Enola?

No, Jory was compressing the evil qi with his chaotic divinity, and he asked himself if there was no way for the breath to escape. But from another angle, Enola wouldn't have glared at him like this if she had really noticed Jory's details. Being stared at by Enola's silent and angry gaze, Jory felt a sense of weakness for no reason.

"Sauron......" Enola said the name, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, and it seemed that she was very concerned about the name Jory had chosen. Enola asked in a questioning voice, "Sauron is so young, how can you leave her alone elsewhere and leave on her own!" Today you got her back, but tomorrow? ”

She is nowhere to be seen in my blood induction if I want...... Thinking about it like this, Jory didn't say it, and wisely remained silent.

At this moment, there are only two people in the side hall, Enola and Jory, and Camillo doesn't know where to go, but it's okay, without the presence of the hero who has prejudices against him, Jory can finally relax.

Holding the shivering Sauron, Enola sat on the edge of the bed, she looked at the frightened Sauron, not understanding why Sauron was afraid. Perhaps it was a keen instinct that worked, and Enola glanced at Jory with a suspicious look. At Enola's shrewd gaze, Jory immediately looked up at the ceiling, indicating that it had nothing to do with him, and the more he did this, the more Enola suspected what he had done to Sauron.

"Hmph......" Enola no longer looked at Jory, but said unhappily, "Sauron will be handed over to me in the future, I can't trust your ability to raise you." ”

"That would be better." Spreading his hands indifferently, Jory stretched and sat down on the bench opposite Enola, took out a fruit disarmed from the garden from his bosom, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and ate it to himself.

As a result, Jory hadn't eaten a few bites before the crisp sound of him biting on the fruit reached Sauron's ears. Swallowing his saliva, Sauron poked his neck out of Enola's arms and looked at Jory.

A child is like that, if you don't eat it, she doesn't think it's good, and when you eat it, she thinks the food in your hand is very delicious. Ignoring the two plates of meat cooked by the chef on the table, Sauron stared directly at the apple in Jory's hand, his tongue licking his lips.

Enola followed Sauron's gaze and looked at Jory with her. Enola, who was as clever as he was, didn't need anything more from Sauron, and immediately understood what Sauron longed for. She held out a hand to Jory and said succinctly, "Give it to me." ”

With a hard slap on his forehead, Jory closed his eyes in pain and threw the apple at Enola with a look of dejection. Before this little kid grew up, he learned to pretend to be pitiful and show Enola, and if he continued, he would have it? No, Sauron must not be appeased!

"It's a mess out there, do you hear that?" While holding the apple and hesitating to feed it to Sauron, Enola suddenly said this. Jory was about to take a few bites of another piece of iron lump to tempt Sauron, when he heard this, he looked out the window and pouted disdainfully: "You'd better leave other people's family affairs alone, who the lord wants to kill in his own territory, we don't need to ask." Of course, Jory knew what Enola was messing with, it was nothing more than the screaming aristocrats and the shouts of the soldiers outside.

The end of the nobles' years of poisoning Dolambia is the sword of judgment of Lord Morpheus. It's a very simple thing, don't meddle if you shouldn't care, don't talk too much if you shouldn't ask, but these complacent aristocrats always like to insert right and wrong that don't belong to them, enjoy vanity and a sense of existence, but this kind of end is that one day they will die a miserable death.

After hesitating for a long time, Enola still felt that it was dangerous to feed an apple to a baby, maybe the flesh would get stuck in Sauron's throat, Enola threw the apple back to Jory, and picked up Sauron and stared at it with some distress. Seeing that the apple in his mouth was gone, Sauron flattened his mouth and cried out.

"Hey, Enola."

At this moment, Jory suddenly called Enola. Enola looked up peacefully and met Jory's eyes.

"I have to tell you something." Jory stood up as he spoke, he yawned lazily, and said, "The outside world is where I belong, and a comfortable life can't keep me, I think it's time to say goodbye." ”

Bowing her head and coaxing Sauron, Enola seemed a little confused, and asked in a faint voice, "You are gone, what about me?" ”

Having lost her memory and forgotten the past, Enola's amnesia is now the only familiar person in the world is Jory, and if Jori leaves, she will return to all the strange situations she has seen.

"I'm a free guy but I'm different from you, I am home everywhere I go, and human beings need you more, and human castles are your home."

"My ...... Family? ”

Hearing Jory's words, Enola actually laughed.

"Hey, it's not like we won't see each other in the future, I'll come to Dolambia when I have time, if you're still here, we'll definitely be able to meet."

Jory was gone, walking quietly. As Enola bowed her head and coaxed Sauron, Jory left the side hall and the castle of Dolambia.

The walls can't stop him, Enola knows that as long as Jory wants to leave, no one can keep him.

Finally trying to coax Sauron to stop crying, Enola stroked Sauron's smooth face, and there was a word she didn't say in front of Joe.

"I, where is the home......" (To be continued......