Pinching Athos' neck, Jory threw him to the ground, his flaming Chaos claws pressed against Athos' face, and the sound of squeaky water pouring into the oil rang out.

Sticky, hot blood flowed from Jory's Chaos Claws and slid into Atos' mouth.

"I didn't say I was going to kill him, so there's nothing to be nervous about."

Standing up unhurriedly, Jory looked back at Camillo, whose face was very gloomy, and in front of him, Jory not only let go of Athos, but also took a few steps back, and dispersed the form of the Chaos Claw. The extreme heat dissipated, and Jory re-revealed his ordinary hands, only the three intertwined firelight marks at the center of his eyebrows had not yet dissipated.

Camillo, who was still a little frightened, looked at Jory with deep eyes, and Camillo didn't expect Jory to have this kind of power. He was watching the whole duel, but from the beginning of their battle to the end of only more than two minutes, in fact, in the first hard encounter, the victory and defeat were decided, and the next was all Athos's dying struggle.

Could it be that Camillo misestimated Jory's true power? He clearly remembered that the last time they met, Jory didn't feel very strong about him, at least when Camillo looked at Jory, he wouldn't have an inexplicable sense of vigilance against him like he is now.

Especially the mark that appeared on Jory's eyebrows, it was......

Naturally hanging his arms, Jory looked at Camillo with a slight smile, and when his pupils were getting smaller and smaller to stare at his eyebrows, Jory turned around and walked to the riverbank, and at the same time, the Purgatory Song curse mark on his eyebrows also quickly quieted down, and when the three intertwined flame lines disappeared, Camillo's vague sense of vigilance was reduced a lot.

"I remember, he is your comrade-in-arms, I will spare his life, go find a healer to save him!" Jory turned his back to Camillo and once again used an extremely shocking way, stepping on the surface of the river as if he were on the ground.

Every step he took and when he touched the river, a patch of ice would condense. Stiff and slow pace. Walking through the ice on the river, Jory returned to the south bank and looked at his guests, all of whom were stunned to look at him, and finally returned to Enola to get his gown back.

Enola very thoughtfully unfolded her tunic gown. Wanting to dress Jory with his own hands, Enola's eyes trembled when he touched Jori's unusually cold body...... She seemed to understand why Jory was able to walk on the river.

According to Jory, the damage caused to his body by the Void Sword has long been unharmed, but the chill from the Void Sword has not been dispelled. Hearing the name at the time, Enola also asked him what the Void Sword was, and Jory just smiled and shook his head, without telling Enola.

Putting on Jory's gown with her own hands, Enola glanced at the visitors to the Templar as if she were careless, only to see a group of priests led by Bishop Dorian. They stared at Jory with unsightly faces, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

How can a man who doesn't have some hard power be favored by Enola? It's not that Jory's ability is not enough, it's just that these people don't see it, and one can not only easily paralyze Athos. The man who is still married to Enola is usually unknown, how terrible it must be for him to show his edge!

The atmosphere of the next banquet was very awkward, after all, there was an Athos trouble, and the first to bear the brunt were Camillo and Sekier, because Athos came back with them as comrades in the same team. Athos was lying on the other side of the river, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and the people of the Templars certainly couldn't watch that high combat power die. As a result, a wedding turned into a busy situation for the Templar, which made the civilians and saints who were far away look very dull.

Fortunately, the old priest who presided over the wedding ceremony was very flexible, he sped up the process of the wedding, and ended the final banquet early, and then when Enola and Jory left, they also saw Athos with a burn face and burns all over his body. Screaming and being carried away.

Even with his last glance before leaving, Athos' eyes were fixed on Jory, his squirming mouth desperately trying to tell others that Jory was not human, but no matter how much he snorted, it didn't help. The others didn't listen to his muffled snort at all.

Even Athos himself didn't realize that in his body, Jori's blood had long since melted. Athos, who was struggling and grunting loudly, didn't know when he would die from Jory's blood.

Of course, the Presbyterian Church can't go back, how can Jory let Enola live with him on someone else's territory after getting married, he has already arranged a convoy outside Yecheng District, just waiting for the wedding to end.

When the newlyweds go on their honeymoon and go outside, can the temple stop Enola's owner?

On the side of the convoy lined up outside the wild city, Bishop Dowling had not yet finished having a headache with the almost abolished Athos, seeing that Jory was going to leave with Enola and go on a tour of the mountains and rivers, although there was no demon nuisance now, it was too hasty to leave so soon.

"Mr. Wayne didn't bring it up, but he would love to see you stay in the cathedral for a while." Bishop Dowling looked at Enola, who had changed out of her wedding dress and put on an ordinary long dress, and he tried his best to hold back: "You see, you haven't been back for a long time, everyone misses you very much, and Mr. Wayne wants to take a good look at your husband." "As for Bishop Dowling, when he said that he looked at Jory, he was nothing more than shocked by Jory's combat prowess, and he had already started the idea of including Jory in the Holy Church.

Jory is so powerful, Judge Wayne doesn't know yet!

In the direction of the water garden, Camilo is dealing with the mess left behind by Athos: calming the angry people, explaining to the guests in Athos's place, and reassuring them to leave......

Athos was so miserable that Jory cleaned up so badly, he couldn't move, and he couldn't speak, but that was Athos brought it on himself. Don't look at who you are, dare to ruin Enola's wedding!

Camelot, with a deep contemplative look between his eyebrows, felt more and more incredible, and he was absent-minded about seeing off a guest again, and finally he couldn't resist the impulse in his heart, he left behind the mess of the water garden and hurriedly fell to the convoy that was already slowly moving.

"Teacher!"

Running to a carriage, Camillo slowed down and strode at the same speed as the carriage, and when he saw Enola open the curtain of the carriage and leaned out, he still said, "Won't you stay at Camelot for a few more days?" ”

"Nope." Enola smiled politely.

It was this polite smile that made Camilo feel strange for no reason. He had probably heard about Enola's amnesia, but he didn't expect the teacher to forget about him.

Everyone who knew that Enola had amnesia linked her amnesia to the damage caused by the high-ranking demon pestering her, and at this time, even Enola herself didn't know that the culprit who caused her amnesia was still holding her hand sweetly just now and peeling grapes for her to eat.

The teacher didn't know him, and Camillo already knew, and he didn't come to wake up Enola's memory, to be exact, Camillo came to find Jory.

"I have a reluctant request." Camillo's face sank, he came to the carriage and looked at the man sitting inside, and asked word by word, "Can you tell me, what kind of spell mark do you have?" ”

Until now, Camillo could not forget the aura he exuded when he faced Jory to unleash the flame mark.

Fierce and violent, the curse mark alone gave people an aura of wanting to destroy everything, and even for a moment, it shook Camillo's heroic iron will, such a strange and powerful spell seal, he couldn't let go of it, he couldn't understand it.

What would have happened if the person who had played against Jory was not Athos, but Camillo? Remembering the sword qi he emitted, although it was not a sharp sword qi with murderous intent, it was just raised by Qiao Li and the sword qi he slashed out was exploded by Qiao Li who just raised his flame claw.

Such a means, such a mysterious power of the spell, Camilo had to re-examine Jory.

Jory, who was sitting in the carriage, curled the corners of his mouth into a friendly smile, and he said calmly, "Go back to your Templar higher-ups, and tell them that my Infernal Song will be at the forefront of the war in the near future." ”

Refine...... Prison...... It...... Song?

The carriage moved slowly again, leaving behind Camillo, who was in deep thought.

Infernal Song... I think I've heard it somewhere......